Tiffany woke up to an empty bed, she rubbed her eyes and searched around the room but she didn’t see Brent.
Once again, he used her to satisfy his urge- A sad smile escaped her lips, as she got up from the bed and headed into the washroom.
Few minutes later, she was out, just when she was about to dress up, her phone started to vibrate, with Roman’s name flashing on the screen.
Tiffany glanced at it and saw it was a facetime, she smiled and swiped to answer the call, besides she’s been longing to call him and apologize for the other night.
“Hey Rome,” Tiffany smiled, as soon as his face came into view.
“Tiffany, how are you doing?”
“I’m fine, you look quite good.” her smile grew wider as she moved to sit on the bed.
“Are you free? I want to talk to you about something. Look, I’m really sorry about the other night, but I promise I won’t waste your time just for a few minutes.” Roman said, looking apologetic at Tiffany.
His puppy eyes were Irresistible, Tiffany nodded, “You don’t need to apologize, actually I should be the one apologizing but all the same, it’s fine. Where do you want us to meet? Text me the address.”
“Thank you, Tiffy. How’s Brent?”
“He’s doing just fine. I’ll get dressed and meet you at the address, okay?” Tiffany said, obviously not wanting to talk about Brent.
Roman smiled and nodded, before he cut off the call. Tiffany glanced at her phone for a while, her expression turning a bit bittered. She shrugged and kept her phone on the bed, as she continued to dress up.
Tiffany didn’t see Brent in the living room when she came out, so she thought he was in his room. Not wanting to see his face, she was at least thankful and hurried out.
Just when she straightened her dress and made to leave, she saw Brent, standing not far away from her, he seemed to be working on his bike. Tiffany swallowed quickly as their gaze locked, she looked away, looking everywhere but his face.
“Take a deep breath, Tiffany.” She murmured, as she tried to calm her racing mind.
“You’re up already.” Brent said, wiping off the beads of sweat formed on his head.
Tiffany nodded, and continued to walk out.
“Going to see Roman?”
She paused and glanced at him, “Yeah.”
“Hmm” Brent nodded and looked away from her, his brows slightly furrowed, which went unnoticed by Tiffany.
Tiffany took that as her cue to leave.
~Crystal Quench~
In a cool and classic restaurant, with elegant and modern Interior design. Roman could be seen sitting across the table, at the extreme of the hall, he could easily be seen from the entrance.
It wasn’t long before Tiffany walked in, she could already see Roman’s table, as his gaze was lowered, focused on whatever he was doing.
Roman seemed to notice Tiffany’s presence and raised his face, a sweet smile erupting his lips.
“Tiffany, hey have a seat.” Roman’s smile grew wider, as he made to stand up, but Tiffany beat him to it and pulled out a chair for herself.
A waiter brought a tray of food to their table, as Roman had already ordered for food, even before Tiffany came.
“You said you wanted to tell me something important, what’s that?” Tiffany asked, as she raised her gaze at Roman.
Roman seemed to think for a while, before he smiled and began, “Like I said earlier, I’m really sorry about the other night, didn’t know it would turn out that way.”
“And I told you, it’s fine.”
“I might have done it the wrong way, but Tiffany…” Roman paused, as he reached for her hand on the table, Tiffany paused, as she felt his warm Palm on her skin, she raised her face to look at him, and their gaze locked.
“I’m in love with you.” Roman said, searching her eyes for answers, but they weren’t giving away anything.
“You might not feel the same way towards me and I can’t force you to, I just think, I should let you, how I feel about you.”
Tiffany was speechless, her heart pounding so hard that it could jump out from her chest. She remained silent, as many thoughts flooded her mind.
“Tiffy, please say something. I’ll understand.” Roman urged.
Tiffany shook her head, “Rome, I’m sorry but I don’t think I feel the same way for you. Yeah, I like you as a friend, a very close friend, but not in a romantic way, I’m sorry.” She said, using her other hand to rub his hand.
Roman released a soft smile, “It’s fine and I understand. You don’t have to feel for me, because I feel for you, I just wanted let you know how I feel, okay?”
Tiffany nodded and smiled, “Thank you.”
“You’re always welcome. Eat up before the food gets cold.”
“Ohh right, you too” Tiffany said, and they laughed in unison.
****
Brent couldn’t point out what exactly was happening to him. Tiffany went out to see Roman and since then he has been in a sullen mood, even though it wasn’t supposed to bother him, he was bothered.
At some point, he invited two girls over, they had been in his dm, over a week, begging him to fuck them. He refused them, because his sex life had been messy after, after he tried to stop the relationship growing between Tiffany and him.
The pleasure he feels at the mere sight of plump and sexy girls, he no longer feels it, as he always sees Tiffany’s face and her body, which was way more seductive and alluring to him.
He always pictures himself doing it with her, not any other girl. But that only made him feel frustrated and angry, as all his pent up releases are still held inside him.
Last night, he couldn’t hold it in anymore and went to her room, just a sight of her was enough to make him blow up. Lucky enough, she also wanted to his touch and it only made him lose control over himself and with no other option left he fucked her, releasing all he had been holding in, inside her.
It wasn’t long before the girls arrived at Brent’s house, they were not that bad looking, sexy and plump enough, just what Brent wanted.
They followed him to his room, gushing over his body and physique.
Brent was still expecting his dick to get hard, at the sight of their naked body, but the little man refused to get hard, as it remained flaccid.
Brent was starting to get angry, when the girls crawled to the bed, their hands roaming around his chest and trailed down to his waist.
Just when they were about to pull his pants off, he stopped them and got up from the bed.
“Babe, what happened?” The blonde, slender and more pretty girl asked, her face not hiding her hurt expression.
“You both should dress up and leave.”
“What?” They chroused in unison.
“Didn’t you hear me? I said leave!” He barked, his expression replaced with anger.
The girls flinched, as they climbed down the bed and hurriedly wore their dress. Just before they could leave, Brent threw two bundles of money at them, they picked it up and left immediately.
“Fuck!” Brent growled loudly, as he slammed his fist against the wall.
The girls reached the door, just when they were about to open it, it opened from outside, revealing Tiffany’s figure.
She frowned deeply, as their gaze locked, her eyes scanned them in disdain, as her heart ached, hoping it wasn’t what she was thinking.
Just when she was about to ask who they were, she heard Brent’s voice.
“What are they still standing there for? Didn’t I ask you to leave already?!”
Tiffany opened the door widely and the girls hurried out, she locked eyes with Brent, who frowned in surprise.
Her eyes moistened and glistened with hurt, as she stared intensely at Brent.
“Tiffany-”
Tiffany shook her head, turned around and ran off.
“Tiffany, hold on-” Brent hurried towards her, but she already took off, he sighed and ruffled his hair.