It's being days. Gosh! Living like strangers in this house.

I'm not sure why but I could tell that Tiffany was acting strange.

Her hair was packed in a ponytail and she was quiet all morning. Her bare neck, Her clean throat! Damn, I want to give her hickies! I want to hold her hair and have her suck the shit off me.

Well, that wasn't happening.

She kept walking to and fro without looking at me and when she paused to clean the table, I turned my attention away.

No way in hell! Call ...