Mari, is my kind of girl. Subtle but not quiet. Beautiful but not advertising sex. She always tells me the truth, that’s something that I find rare in any human.
Black hair framed her soft face. Glasses made her eyes the focus. She had good taste in fashion that included the glasses she wore. Ofcourse, she knew how to stretch her dollar and look good.
One night after a movie as I read the credits rolling up the screen, she told me something that I’ll never forget.
“You make me feel safe, that’s the sign of a good man,” she whispered.
“You make me feel like there will never be another man,” I replied.
Now that I think of it, she made me feel safe. Losing a woman to a better man is my biggest fear and she made me feel safe.
I’m not the kinda guy a girl flips over.
She loves me.
But men are stupid when it comes to love. At least I am. I can’t put the same kind of attention to love and relationships that other people do. I’ve never had a girlfriend I love more than she loves me. I just like being with them, hanging out, kickin’ it, having sex, but my mouth can’t agree to make it forever.
“Can you hear me, stupid,” she said in a cold tone that helped me snap out of a daydream. “He’s pissed, don’t even turn on your computer.”
Fuck. I can’t afford to lose another job.
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