"I will pay you 500$ a week for me to give you sex lessons" he said.
My eyes widen. "Shouldn't I be paying you if I did want these so called sex lessons?" I asked.
"Do you want the money or not?" He asked.
"There has to be a catch" I said.
"Well...
"Marina?" Jack asked, my name slipped off his tongue so easily and it made my legs weak. "Yes Jack?" I responded. "Can we have sex?"
I looked at him, stunned. "No." I sternly said. I wasn't in the mood for sex, especially with Jack. He's been coming to my house over the past week and inviting himself in.
I hate him so much and it's sad because I used to love him so much. "Can we go out to lunch?" he asked. "Only if I get to choose where we eat" I smirked, he groaned. "Fine"
"Denny's" I said. "You always pick Denny's. let's go somewhere else for a change!" he fought. I shook my head, "Then we're not going".
He groaned, once again and nodded his head. I grinned and started to gather my things. "Ready?" I asked, twirling my keys into my hand.
"Your going like that?" He asked. I looked down at my outfit.
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"What's wrong with it?" I asked. "It's revealing." He stated. "I like wearing clothes like this. And why does it matter to you? It's not like we're dating or anything" I said, raising my voice a little.
"I'm sorry." He harshly said, looking down at his worn out vans. And in the moment I realized that there still may be hope for us.
