A book of stories to whisk you away from the hardships we face on a daily basis. I walked through the doors of Central Perk still in my work clothes where the rest of the gang was.
My boyfriend, Chandler, sat at the table near the couch where everyone was; I kissed his cheek and took a seat in the other chair at the small table. I shrugged, cracking my knuckles in pain; Joey glared at me, pouting at one end of the couch. The rest of them shifted and began to fidget in their seats. My brows furrowed, watching as he let the smoke out of his mouth; I had been curious as to his quietness but now that I know, I wish he had kept his mouth shut. I groaned, stealing the pack of smokes out of his shirt pocket and swiftly leaving the coffee house with Chandler tailing behind me.
I dropped my work bag on his kitchen counter to turn around and run my hands through my hair in annoyance. You go back to that! You promised and you broke it He fumbled past the foosball table to embrace me as the waterworks stopped; I held him out at arm's length. His mouth fell open as he dropped to his knees, hugging my own. I'm hopeless and awkward and desperate for love! Thinking for a second, I came to an agreement with myself that may hurt us both but it could work.
That way we still get love but the sex will be like congratulations on not smoking prize. Deal, don't tease me though! Not enough ratings.
