Lost Me Gained Regret

He pieced me back together, light as a breeze after a summer storm, soothing the aches of my past into quiet reconciliation.

Suddenly, his cool, large hand slid my skirt up to my thighs, his whisper grazing my ear, "Jane, where did your mind wander off to? Am I not doing this right?"

I was nearly speechless, lifting my gaze to meet his bold face, feeling a soft warmth spreading within me. Leaning into his shoulders, I murmured, "I was thinking, Gregory, I think I've truly fallen for you." This wasn't just a crush.

Nor was it mere affection.

It wasn't even a lingering sentiment from childhood memories.

It was me, here and now, genuinely falling for him.

Hearing this, Gregory pinched my face, his tone fierce, "What do you mean? You mean to say you hadn't fallen for me when you agreed to be my girlfriend?"

"Of course not!"

His grip contorted my face, but he was gentle enough not to cause pain, so I didn't push him away. "I just misspoke, okay? Gregory, what I meant to say is, I've fallen for you even more."

He gave me a sideways glance, "Even more?"

"Are you not satisfied?"

"That's not it."

Gregory smiled, "I just wonder, when will you hit the peak?"

lips into a smile, "That depends on your performance. Keep it

show you just how much I can 'keep it

further down my thigh, pausing as he bit

hand away, "Seven days! It can't

closed his eyes

resignation, scooped me up,

me

wards the dining dded

" ov

already prepared dinner, three dishes

the sight, turning

heat, my

tastes when she cooked,

was always an unintentional diet season for

"Am I doing

"You are!"

serving myself two bowls of mushroom soup,

favoritism in

put my feelings, my experiences, my mood,

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Gregory placed a hand on my shoulder, "Enjoy

opening the door, Ike rushed

"Uncle Gregory!!"