“You can call me when you’re lonely. I’ll be your temporary fix.”

Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but s*x and I wanted nothing more than to.

I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again.

He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand, and conquering all over the world in the other.

Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show me how to love.

You Can Call Me

　　I flinched when Gage's wet arms suddenly laced around me while he stands behind me. He kept kissing my neck making me giggle.


　　"Good morning." He says against my skin.


　　I turn to face him while he stands before me, wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was now straight, dripping wet and its color has gotten darker too.


　　"I swear to god I still couldn't get over you being in a towel in front of me." I tell him.


　　He chuckles. "Well you should get used to me being naked because there'll be a loooot of that."


　　I nudge him while I smirk. "I would love that."


　　He bites his lower lip and pulled me closer to him. "God I love you." He says as he cup my right cheek and plants a kiss on my lips.


CHAPTER 165 : "Past & Present"