“That was a one-time thing.” His words don’t have a harsh tone like they usually do. They sound indifferent. Like the same line he feeds to every girl he hooks up with. And even though it shouldn’t bother me, because I was the one who came here looking to use him…it does. I don’t say a word as he smokes his cigarette down to the filter. However, when I move to leave…he drapes an arm around my waist, drawing me closer to him before we fall asleep.
