I miss her so much. I’m overwhelmed. I can’t sleep without her. I can’t… I can’t breathe. Mel! She’s busy right now. Distracted. Damn that WordPress! I hate her right now anyway. I have sick feeling deep down in my stomach. The word is ache. Damn! I miss kissing her breasts. I miss the scent of her neck, the way she wiggled up to me in bed after… after making love. I miss her. I miss all of her. Angela… an angel. What did do? Why did I do it? I have to get over this. Grab your balls man. Get up. Don’t do this to your… Feeling tired, though. Feeling… sleepy.
That smile. Jesus! Those lips.
“You look stunning.”
“Awe… thanks sweet man. Come kiss me.”
“I can kiss you.”
“Of course, you can! You’re my husband.”
“Angela… don’t play with me. It will break me.”
“Come here love.”
God! She feels so good. She smells… Oh God!
“Angela, I love you!”
Kissing her now. I can’t believe her mouth, her body against mine. She feels…
“Say you love me.”
“I love you. I do love you.”
“I miss you so much.”
“I’m here love. I’m here.”
“I want to make love to you. I want you to feel me, feel how much I love you.”
“Take me. Take me Charlie. I love you, I want you too.”
My heart is racing! Her body! God! Oh… how I missed her touching me like this. She’s incredible kissing my chest. Yes… grabbing her. I love these lips! I love them!
I’m inside her now and I want to explode! She’s so tender, so nice. The love… my love! God! Yes! Yes! I love this so much! Touching her… her breasts, her belly. She’s so beautiful. So… God!
“Charlie! Charlie! Fucking wake up! Charlie!”
“What the hell has happened to you this week! We’ve been trying to reach you. What the fuck Charlie!”
No! It was real! She was here! We made love. We…
“Damn it! Charlie! Hey… snap out of it! Have you been drinking?”
“Fuck! Why’d you slap me!”
“Earth to Charlie! Remember the Phillips deal! Remember they want you to front the second proposal. On your terms! Remember?”
“Charlie, how much have you had to drink?”
“I don’t drink. Do I?”
“I don’t know man! Did you take medication? Have you been sick? Fuck sakes man! Get rid of that boner and let’s go!”
Shit. Rushing to the bathroom. My hair’s… different. Pink? There’s no pink. Work. Have to get to work. That was some dream. My tooth-brush… one tooth-brush. Why does the bathroom seem so unfamiliar? We didn’t have grey tiles. Did we? We?
“Charlie! Hurry up man!”
Right. Shake it off Charlie! Pick a suit. I don’t remember buying any of these. Why do I have so many, I only…
“It looks different.”
“Did you redecorate?”
“I’m not sure. Um…”
“Must have been some night.”
“I’m just saying. It’s been a long time for you. Maybe she was just what you needed. You think she slipped you something?”
“What are you talking about!”
“The girl you went out with a couple of weeks ago. Remember? You kept talking about her all day after.”
“The girl… I remember. A girl. Yes. Denise?”
“Denise… right. She was sweet. She came by last night. Didn’t she? She’s the reason you’ve been out all week.”
I feel strange. I remember her but… I don’t. Weird.
“Man Charlie! This fucking place blows! You need to move to the city. It took me forty minutes to get here on the expressway. This is not a chick magnet by any means.”
“Charlie… you could be living the life! But the suburbs? Come on! Seriously!”
What the hell is Gary talking about. He’s married and lives right…
“What? No way! I think we’ve had this discussion before. I’m never getting married. Ever! I like my life. I don’t need anyone weighing me down.”
What is wrong with me? That dream must have messed me up! Wait… the living room is…
“Is this my living room?”
“It’s your fucking house! Charlie… would you like me to take you to the doctor? I can call Becca.”
“Becca? I remember Becca.”
“Great. At least you remember Becca. Let’s go. We’ll get coffee on the way. Double shot for you!”
This is my house, but it looks different… like something’s missing. What is wrong with you Charlie! Snap out of it! Deep breath, shaking it off.
“Nothing. I had very strong dream last night.”
“Yeah… that can mess you up alright.”
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