21

Luciano had come back home with me after the date and we’d spent time talking about anything and everything. It was nice. Luciano I realised is the only guy I’ve felt this good with. In a very long time. I’d taken a break from the dating pool after high school, I’d gotten into talking stages yes but those never worked out because sooner or later I’d just grown annoyed and disappointed with the amount of men who didn’t satisfy me. Not sexually but more like after a while, everything got bad. Every bad flaw about them was exposed and what I saw? It was certainly not pretty.

In the middle of our conversation we’d heard a knock on the door. Luciano got up to go answer and when he opened the door I could sense the change in his body language, he seemed really pissed. I couldn’t see who was at the door exactly but I was feeling too euphoric from the date to care. Today was already bad enough so really any more bad stuff and I’ll break.

He turned back to me. “I'll be right back. Stay here.”