“i can’t sleep without you.” For you know who
For months they had played this game. The game where they saw each other and others and neither was truly happy about it. Neither was ready to admit they had been wrong either. Nixon was healing from his accident and the pain pills were not helping. His back hurt and he couldn’t sleep. He’d lashed out at her for having a date. dating was different than having sex.. it meant feelings.. it meant thinking about more..and that part of her was supposed to be his.
He picked up his phone reluctantly, glancing at the clock. Should he wait until he knew she was done? But when would that be.. what if they were going to have sex later? He’d have to wait until tomorrow. He set his phone down with a loud sigh before picking right back up again.
-I can’t sleep without you.. you know that..- he hit send before he could change his mind. When no response came after fifteen minuets, then thirty, he tossed his phone onto his bedside table feeling a little more downtrodden than he had an hour ago.
His door swung open and she was standing there, her chest heaving as she stormed over and whacked him upside his head. “Took you long enough!” She smirked as she kicked her shoes off and climbed into bed next to him.
