Spent twenty minutes on the lips. He kissed it all off in a stairwell in Soho. Then put me against the wall. I redid the whole face in the Uber home. Priorities.
Tag: lust
Pub toilet. Lock that didn’t work. Someone knocked twice. I said “occupied” like I was booking a meeting room.
She doesn’t know. He texted me after their row. I went round. It was messy and good and I am a terrible friend. Will probably tell her when it makes a better story.