My Boy Toy
I sat at home fuming, like I think anybody would do. She was due to come over anytime now. The doorbell rang. That must be her. I flung open the door, only to have her throw herself in my arms. Her kisses came quick, but I shoved her away.
“You think I want you after the coffee shop?” Suddenly she started laughing.
“You didn’t think I really liked you? Did you?” She continued to laugh. “I have a boyfriend. Your just my boy toy.” She leaned over to kiss me, but I pushed her out the open door.
“I’m nobodies boy toy.” I slammed the door in her face.