DESIRE

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Tuesday
July 31, 2018
Diane's POV:

Me and Greg sat down getting ready to have dinner. He had gotten home early from work as I began cooking chicken and broccoli. I set down his plate and mine at the dining table and walked back getting myself a glass of red.

"Marshall has been acting weird at work. Always on his phone nowadays." He sighed taking a bite of chicken. "I think he's seeing someone."

I walked back over to the table, sitting down, and took a sip of my wine. "How has he been acting weird?"

"Shoving his phone into his pocket quicker, fidgeting, when I walk in and he's on his phone he's blushing. Just shit I've never seen him do in the month I've known him." He replied.

"Well, you don't fully know him. The man behind the music. He's just like any old regular person." I replied. "He probably has someone special in his life," I mumbled.

"Yeah, he just seems a lot more private now. When I first started working with him he was very open. Now, he seems more recluse than ever." He sighed.

I fiddled with my fork, hearing him go on about Marshall. Knowing he's probably sleeping with someone or groupies kills me. It gets under my skin. Who is he fucking? Is he in love with someone? Is he happy now? I gritted my teeth thinking about him in bed with someone else that wasn't me. I miss him.

Overall me and Greg have been doing a lot better, we've done a few therapy sessions in the last few weeks and we're in a good place. The sex is good, but nothing like Marshall. He's dominant, and protective. Not in a bad way, he wants to keep the people he loves safe, and will do anything for them. Greg is dominant at times, but I know he only does it to try and turn me on. It works, but Marshall is way more persuasive. More forward, he knows what he wants and likes. He takes control and doesn't let go.

"You okay baby?" Greg asked, his hand gently resting on my forearm. I nodded and gave him a small smile,

"Yeah. Just a little out of it but I'm okay." I leaned over kissing his cheek. We continued to eat and I finally took our plates into the kitchen, beginning to rinse them off. I heard my phone ringing and sighed seeing it was on the dining table. "Hey, baby! Can you bring me my phone?" I called out from the kitchen.

"Yeah!" He yelled back and came into the kitchen, "It's Chrystina." He smiled kissing my cheek. I grabbed the phone, thanking him, and answering.

"Hey, Chrissy, what's up!" I asked bending down to put our dishes in the dishwasher.

"Hey Di, I really hate to ask you but can you come and cover Lexi's shift? She's out again." She sighed.

I groaned and closed the dishwasher leaning against the counter. "She's out again? What's the reason now?"

"She said she has had body aches and a horrible migraine. Do you think you can come help cover around 9 PM?" She asked.

I sighed looking over at the clock seeing it was 6 PM. At least I'll have time to get ready. "Yeah, I will be there."

"Thank you, you're a lifesaver! I'll see you in a few hours okay?"

"Okay, I'll see you later Chrissy. Bye." I sighed hanging up. Greg stood in the archway of the kitchen, sighing.

"You gotta go in?" He asked leaning against the wall. I nodded and set down my phone on the counter, walking towards him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in kissing him. Our lips connected and he kissed me softly, taking his time as he ran his hands down my waist.