Romantic Truth and Lies
And the tension in her neck tells me she's terrified of me ex
t's a sensation I'm all too familiar with. I would never, e
. For miles, there is noth
? Is that her
op touches her lips, Blake returns with anothe
hat you require alcoho
"Alcohol
serve food." You'
ng at me as she speaks. It's as if she's conversi
s. I have the authority to have you arrested. A permanent blot on your resume. But it's
bright eyes, which are now more green t
yell at me or beg me not to call the cops. I exp
me in, and even if you d
ne of her pink lips, my fing
not hesitate to turn you in. I'll sleep s
e as she licks her plump pink lips. Why
Like all the other girls
ther girls. I don't know much about h
ready to tear out my throat, and I
an. Just as I am a girl and not a woman.
nches away from mine. I could easily take her lips
m lip, as if she knows e
I command you right now." You're
. I've never met anyone who said so many lies and so many truths in one s
ce battle. Neither of us is going to back down. Because she refuses to show weaknes
id our lives are only meant to intersect for a brief moment. She's come to provide
er and fries in f
ugh for her to interpret it as a victory. She smiles as she
ng about this bar, boy," she says
t feels liberating to appear to her as a boy rather than a man burdened with too many responsibilities. She doesn't just ha
I am delighted to be proven wrong by..."
me. "I don't give aw
s fixed on her. I gave her my name,
er. "Buy me another drin
er. She is startled by the sound the glass
easily
arly heard my silent order. Bring m
two minutes, and Blake brings me
wait for her to obey an order. I need her to comply with my
ns. "Im
ch is holding a fry i
ins control. She is terrified of me. Or, at the ver
a bite of the french f
ge, as if biting into her fry is th
cel
ha
id hea
, Joc
shakes her hea
so low that I'm no
A strong name, but it doesn't seem to fit the
her moniker. Only her family and friends know who
t exactly are you
rowed. "Is th
bar,
put into it
king on the piece of burger