She owns my heart. My goal is to one day own hers again. I want her.
What she doesn't want is me. She made that perfectly clear the summer after high school when she broke up with me. That hasn't stopped her from crawling in my bed on more than one occasion though.
Not that anyone knows about us, or our past.
We've kept that secret under lock and key for years. But I'm getting sick and tired of lying to my friends. I'm not ashamed...