Page 46 of Love Me Like It's Real
I can’t.
Felix:
And why not?
Hayworth:
Because it’s always in the gutter.
Felix:
*eye roll emoji* I’m not going to sleep with you.
I had to try. And probably will try again. That man is fire and I want to be burned by him, but only in the good way. Not the whole gut-wrenching, heartbreaking type of way. Is it too much to hope he wants the same?
Hayworth:
Now you’re hurting my feelings. Am I that ugly?
Felix:
The ugliest.
Hayworth:
Ouch.
I laugh as I fall onto my couch and cozy up with my phone in my hand.
Felix:
You’ll get over it. So…any other ideas? Don’t you want to go somewhere public so you can impress people with what an upstanding citizen you are?
Hayworth:
Ouch again.
Felix:
You’re so sensitive.
Hayworth:
Guilty as charged.
Felix:
So…
Hayworth:
Will you do anything?
Felix:
As long as it doesn’t include your bed, yes.
It’s like, the more he turns me down, the more I want him in my bed. Why is he playing so hard to get? And why does that make me hard?
