Three days have passed since our ever so weird encounter. As much I want to discuss it, Demetri has already thrown it into the lost files of his memory. He's had a different girl over every night since. When I wake in the morning, I just stand in the door way of the kitchen with my coffee and watch every girl say how great he was and yet he never says anything complimentary back. He simply kisses their temple and sends them on their way. I wonder if any of these girls know that he doesn't feel nearly as strong about them as they do him. I'm sure they keep coming over in the hopes that they will be the one he falls for and every morning is another disappointment. Who wants to go through that? Love sick idiots, that's who.
After sending last night's escapade home, Demetri struts into the ki
