HUNTER
Her slap leaves a burning sensation on my cheek and I sigh as I sit into one of the chairs in the room. Rubbing the place, I realize that it also left her scent on me.
Closing my eyes, I try to concentrate on it. She smells like spring… those apple and cherry trees when they are all white and pink and the sweet scent of their blooms is in the air. She smells like spring blooms… Aria… Why am I hung up on her so much lately? I mean she is hot as hell, yes. But so is Marissa. And yet my ex is not the one I am thinking of as soon as my eyelids shut.
Maybe it’s because Aria is new and shiny and Marissa is kind of old news already? Been there, done that…
Every day I keep craving at least some kind of contact with Aria. And since we are not friends, I can’t help but at least
