"I need you so bad James" I moaned while he was slowly kissing my neck down to my chest
Making the butterflies in my stomach going crazy
"Show me Layla,show me how bad" Whispering into my ear making me tingle as his warm breath sat on my ear, he fli...
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Present day:
What the actual fuck, out of all people my therapist just had to be him. The guy that I aired after hooking up with him multiple times. God why me? Why do this to me?
"Aleena?" he said, I didn't say one word. I was still shocked by the fact THAT HE IS MY THERAPIST! "It's Layla Richardson" I explained "Right.." he fixed his collar, he was shocked "Layla" he took his hand out for me to shake. I shook it hesitantly.
"I was just telling her how she's not on the system" the dumb little blonde ass bitch interrupted. "Oh" he paid his attention to Rachel "She should be on there" he explained He pointed at the screen and gave Rachel a looky face.
She glared at me, Does this bitch get a problem? "Well Mr. Loan, shouldn't you think we should go to your office" I suggested still looking a bit shocked. "Um yeah sure" he accepted
"This way" I followed him. His back muscles showed through his T-shirt. I followed him until we reached the escalator. Gosh, it was awkward. "Why did you lie.." he whispered. The elevator bell dinged and we walked in. I finally replied when he pressed the button floor. "I never meant to lie.." he sighed at my response "I was just nervous, I don't know why" I explained nervously while rubbing my arm. He didn't respond, he came out of the elevator and led me to his office.
"Umm take a seat," he said. He was nervous, it kind of made me giggle knowing the fact. Gosh, not the time Layla.
"So you're still stalking me" I joked trying to get the mood up. He did not laugh, he just looked at me. Those eyes, "I'm sorry" I apologized. He looked at me giving me a sarcastic smile "Oh?" I could tell he was angry "For what?" he asked.
I looked away from his eyes "Gosh do you want me to say it?" I asked looking guilty. "Oh yes go on" he put his hand out persuading me to talk" he looked at the watch on his wrist "Trust me I've got all day" he explained with a fake laugh still angry.
"Gosh aren't you sassy" I whispered under my breath. "Get to talking," he said, "why are you sorry Aleena?". Gosh "I'm sorry for ghosting you in Greece, I'm sorry for telling you my name is Aleena when my name is Layla" I confessed, and he signed making his neck flex. "What else did you lie about?" he asked.
Gosh, he doesn't trust me... "Nothing" I grabbed his hand across the desk. "I promise, trust me I did not mean to lie and I didn't mean to ghost you... I-I was just scared" I explained. He looked at my hands while I was tightly holding his hand. I realized what I was doing "Sorry." I apologized
"Did you even read my letter?" he asked while he looked into my eyes. I sighed looking away from him. I did not even have to answer. He knew.
"Oh... wow" he got up from his seat and reached for the door "You should go" he looked down at the floor, he was upset. "James I am so sorry" I stood up and got closer to him "Trust me when we met, you made me the happiest girl in Greece, I'm so sure of it, but I was just so scared of getting hurt." he didn't look at me, not one glance at all "So to prevent you getting hurt, you decided to hurt me instead?" he looked at me with disgrace
