Her House, My Rules

Chapter 32

Temptation.

Worst Enemy.

As I stared at my phone screen, I begged the time to slow down a little. It was really late and I was still with Hazel. A part of me didn't want to leave. I wanted to stay by her side and cuddle with her. Love is a disease. That's for sure. I didn't know how to describe it. The more our lips touch each other, the more I want to be with her. My body was addicted to her soft skin. She was an addiction. I've missed her so badly. I forgot everything that happened. We made love and it was like Heaven on earth. I didn't want to come back to the Universe. It was perfect and clean.

Hazel is the best at making love.

I swear, she drives me so insane with her sexual, unique movements.

Maybe that's why it's so hard to let go of her. She drugged me with her love and I'm stuck under her curse.

"It's late." I crushed the silence. "I need to leave in a few..." Her reaction pressed my decision with a confusing view. Her pale face wanted me to give in and spend the night by her side.

"I don't want you to leave, Hawk." She admitted as she gave me a dry kiss on the lips. "I want us to change our situation. I don't want you to argue with me anymore. I know it's late and--"

"Listen, Hazel." I interrupted her incomplete sentence. "It takes time. We can't change everything in one night. I have to think about it, I have to figure out who I am first. I don't even know my history. I can't even control myself sometimes. I really don't want to hurt you." I exclaimed with a sincere tone. "I care about you and I don't want to hurt you."

"I care about you too but..." She paused. "I just don't want you to forget me and move on. Guys don't care. They are happy when they're single and always ready to move with another chick." Her sentence slapped me straight in the face. I didn't expect those silly words from her mouth.

"Word?" I lifted a brow. "That's how you feel?" I swallowed my pride. "Girls need to understand that not all of these guys are assholes. We do have feelings as men and we hate when females compare us to other dudes. It's really annoying. I have feelings, Hazel." I paused. "I don't want you to think that I'm going to leave whenever I feel like it. I'm different. I don't ever want to hurt you."

"Why should I believe you?" She questioned my loyalty.

"Are you serious?" I said in a confusing tone. "Hazel, you gave me so many reasons to give up, to stop liking you, to get another good woman. You betrayed my trust. You betrayed me and look around." I gestured. "I'm still here. I'm still here fighting, I'm still here by your side. We just made love and trust me when I tell you this, I don't share my pleasure with any girls. Consider yourself special. You had the chance to taste my body on my worst days because It's very rare."

I was being so serious. My body was picky.

"Okay, okay." She agreed. "Let's start over." Her fingers flew in my soft hair. "Do you still like me?"

Girls are so complicated. Why do they play dumb all the time when they already know the truth? They don't pay attention to the words and focus on the negative things to start an argument. A guy doesn't have to say exactly 'I like you.' to convince his love for a female. Guys have a decent way to confess their affection and most of these girls out there don't understand that.

They want to argue so badly. They love attention. They want to hear the truth and the lie from your lips.

Hazel! Didn't I just confess that I still like you in my own words? Why are you making things so hard, Baby?

Guys ain't shit, Huh?

"We just made love, Waffle," I whispered, gently. "Why are you asking that dumb question?" I shook my head, side to side. "Look at me," I pinched her chin softly. "Why do you think I'm still fighting my own self to get you out of my head?"