My room felt lonely when I got back to it and if that wasn't pussy, I didn't know what was. Marino's door was shut so I would ask him about his misadventures in the morning. Exhausted, I fell into bed and continued thinking of Gia.

I refused to play the what if game. I couldn't get enough of her and it pissed me off that I'd wasted three fucking years. I had feelings for her and that pissed me off too. My thoughts were jumbled between revenge, lust, and something else I couldn't ...