I sat in the black Honda waiting for him to get in. “What have I gotten myself into?” “What if my boyfriend finds out?” “Oh, it doesn’t matter were not even together, were on break.” I was so embarrassed of even being in his presence.

“His cologne smells so good, ugh! I wonder why he never wanted to stay with me? He’s near perfect.” He turned his radio on and I just stared at him blankly. “Oh my god, what a dork, he’s actually singing. Oh, he’s singing to me?? Okay, obviously he is playing a little game here, he thinks he’s going to trick me into liking him again.” “Did he just put his hand on my thigh!!!! Ugh, I should of slapped him…what am I saying? I know I love when he flirts like that.”

I was craving some Wendy’s so I let him know. “He better pay, shit, he’s working and he invited me out, so he has to pay, oh see I knew he would.” “Wow, I’m inclined to misbehave around him.” That’s how I ended up having sex with my ex.