Conflicted Feelings
Thirty-One: Antonio
I sit straight up on the couch where I must have fallen asleep. I’m breathing hard and sweating bullets. I turn when I hear noise coming from the kitchen area. That is when the smell the sweet sent of food. My stomach decides to growl right then and there. Wiping off my face I stand and look at the beauty that is standing in the kitchen at the stove. I looked at her for a moment. She is wearing a pair of baggy shorts and an oversized t-shirt. I smile as I think of my younger brother’s clothes in the bedrooms closet. Her long red hair is loose as waves can be seen from here. I smile as I walk over to the kitchen.
She looks so soft and approachable right now that I don’t think twice as I lean into her back reaching above her head to the cabinet to g
