1 month later:
Kain and I had not been talking since the last time. He would come home late and then head back out to enjoy himself. He kept his promise to not touch me again and that s**t is what I hated the most. When I saw him, all I wanted to do was jump on him and ride this lust I had for him out of my body.
Today was another day that he came home late. I was sitting on the couch watching tv wearing nothing but his long sleeve shirt when he came into the house. He sighed as he shut the door and leaned against the door, yawning from exhaustion. I had never seen him tired like that before, so he did a lot today. I got up from the couch and walked over to him. He tried to walk past me, but I grabbed his arm and stopped him.
“I’m tire
