Chapter 8. After the Sex

The next day I woke up smelling her on my pillow. Her last text should be an indication, I should feel relieved reading within the fine lines.

It was sexy, stating that only. No commitment, nothing more. No future meet.

But my hands were itching to reply to her text and last night I finally texted her again, after several corrections, and hit send to get it over with.

I cursed myself for being such a needy man. Fuck! I should really move on with my life.

Alice was at the hospital, I was going to visit them again and make sure she rests. Though I didn't think she would want to go home, luckily I managed to flirt my way to one of the nurses to speed up the process of providing them with the VIP room last night.

Alice thanked me for it, though I said she did more for me when I was surviving on the street when I was a teen. She finally cried and told me that I'm a good man and that one-day good things would come to me.

"And I'm not saying