He kept quiet for a while. His silence was like a void, one sucking me whole, wanting me to retreat so badly back into my shell. I could feel the sweat dripping down the valley of my breast in nervousness, yet I was not ready to back down. Just when I thought I’d made a fool of myself to him, and was about to give up— his voice came. “Why?” He questioned. I frowned in confusion at his words, wondering if that was an appropriate answer when a woman proposed sex. As if sensing it, he continued. “You are a beautiful woman, baby girl,” he started. The endearment he called me, made butterflies flutter in my belly. Yet, his sinful tone made me understand that those were not butterflies. Rather, a swarm of Volcanoes burning hot, and ready to swallow me whole. “Why do you need a man like me?” He said, pausing. He turned to face me once more, his eyes slipping down my body, and he spat. “You are not my type,” he said in a dismissive tone. He shook his head, as if the thought of us
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