EroticReverie

*commissioned*

Daphne

I cross my arms after he shuts the door to the apartment. 

He gives me a look. 

"What?" I snap. "Talk!" I say with an aggressive shrug. 

"What the hell are you doing messing around with Hunter Gibbs?" his nostrils flare slightly. 

I roll my eyes.

"Not that it's any of YOUR fucking business , but exactly that. Messing around. Having fun." I say and Roman shakes his head. 

"So you're just going to go around fucking strangers now?" he says and my eyes widen. 

"Don't fucking judge me!" I say and shove him with both hands. "How dare you!" 

"Fuck" he grumbles and lifts his hands to his hair tugging it. 

"I just mean....you don't know Hunter...he's a fucking womanizer...he brings home a new girl every fucking night." he says and I just look at him unphased.

"So?" I lift my brows, waiting for him to elaborate. 

"So?!" Roman scoffs. 

"Yes Roman, because I don't see why I care about who Hunter fucks?" I say crossing my arms. 

"Because you just had him in your fucking bed" he says.

"And? I'm not fucking marrying the guy Roman. and what the fuck, why do you even care! Why do you fucking care Roman?" I say repeating myself cause i'm so angry. 

"Because he's not good for you! And you're better than him! You deserve better than him!" he argues. 

"Again. WHY..DO..YOU..CARE?!" I yell at Roman and he grabs me to pull me in for a kiss again and I slap his face. 

"Fuck you Roman" I yell at him. "Stop trying to fucking kiss me!" 

The door to the apartment opens as we both turn and Hunter is there, keys in hand. 

"Where are you going !?" I practically yell, all wound up by Roman. 

Hunter's brows raise and his head jerks back at the volume of my voice and he stifles a laugh.

"Shit...sorry" I say and he chuckles. 

I can feel Roman giving both of us a glare, but I don't pay any attention to him. 

"I miss mittens." he says. 

This makes me laugh, and he steps out, closing the door behind him then leans down, ignoring Roman, and he grabs my face, cupping it and lifts my chin, forcing it upward making me smile as he brings his mouth to mine. 

The kiss is fucking hot, and has me wanting to push this tall fucking suit wearing god back into my bedroom and fuck his brains out until sunrise. 

His tongue parts my lips and it pushes over my tongue and his mouth is hot and wet, but not too wet and the kiss is fucking perfection as he deepens it after a few moments and then pulls back, leaving me reaching for more of his mouth as I push up onto my tip toes.  Hunter just kissed me like he had something to prove. I smile at him as he looks at me. 

"I had a great time tonight kitten." he says and I scrunch my nose and hear Roman scoff under his breath. 

I don't correct Hunter again, to not call me that, because Roman is right there. 

"I'm free every night, come see me anytime you want...hopefully soon." he says and I smile and give a nod. 

"Sure it's everynight?" Roman chuckles. "I mean, I see the girls you pull man, new ones every night." he says, pretending to only be joking, but clearly calling him out, clearly trying to make Hunter look bad. 

"Yes. Everynight. " Hunter says to Roman then turns back to me. 

"Good night Daphne" Hunter says and gives me another quick kiss and smiles and walks off and I sigh. 

Roman

The way she fucking looks after him when he walks away makes my skin crawl. I hate it, that look was reserved for me. Just for me. Nobody else. Now she was giving it to fucking Hunter Gibbs. 

I wasnt even trying to make him look bad, he is ACTUALLY fucking bad. He really does bring new girls home every night, and yet, he didnt even deny it, and Daphne, doesnt even seem to care. 

"So what, you into him?" I ask her, snapping her from her fucking daydream. 

Her smiles drops and she scowls as she looks at me. 

"Maybe I am." she says. 

"Again, it's none of your business." she says and reaches for the door I grab her arm. 

"Wait" I say , and she rips her arm from my grip. 

"You know I fucking like you Daphne." I say. 

"Doesn't matter." she says.

"Like hell it doesn't." I scowl. "And I  know you like me too." 

She rolls her eyes. 

"Jury is out on that actually." she says crossing her arms. 

"Daph" I say reaching for her again and she jerks away.

"Don't. Don't touch me. You don't get to touch me. What you did was a dick move Roman...and just....maybe we just like each other because we're not allowed to." she says.

I shake my head. "That's not it." I say.

she huffs. 

"Roman...I really don't feel like talking about this right now...I'm tired..and I want to go to bed." she says and glares at me. 

Because I don't want to be on her shit list anymore than I already am I nod. 

"Alright" I agree. "Tomorrow?" 

She heaves a sigh and rolls her eyes and turns to the door.

"I don't know Roman, goodnight" she says and walks into the apartment and away from me. 

I spend the rest of the night cursing myself for letting Giselle come in. 

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Daphne

I stop at the bathroom to clean up a little and then go to my room, lock the door, strip naked and crawl into bed. 

I lay there huffing about Roman, and replay the whole day. Getting here, being so excited to see him, the club, dancing with him, coming back here, sharing our memories and coming so close to kissing, to doing the one thing I've wanted to do for years, to have it ripped away by barn animal Giselle and her howls of pleasure. Then Hunter. 

I smile at the thought of him, and then scowl because Roman had ruined my good mood that Hunter had put me in. I sink into my covers after turning out my light, and only let myself think of Hunter as I fall asleep. If I think of Roman, I'll be up all night, and angry. 

But with Hunter I fell asleep easily , with a smile on my face thinking about how hard I'd laughed with him after having sex tonight. Even during and before. 

--

I wake up at 7am and go to the gym down stairs. 

In a pair of black leggings and a loose black tank with a hot pink sports bra, I have my hair up in a bun as I work on the elliptical machine. 

One of the guys I saw with Hunter when walked into the lobby last night is there with a female, and I wonder if it's his girlfriend. I remember Hunter saying they had girlfriends. 

I'm not sure if the guy remembers seeing me, and I don't want to wave and have his girlfriend think i'm hitting on her man. She might be crazy. So I just just continue my work out and then when I'm done I head back upstairs. 

When I walk in my brother Robert is dressed and getting ready to go to work. So is Roman as he walks out and looks at me, his eyes look sad and guilty, and pleading. I just say good morning to them both and walk to my room.

"Package D" my brother says.

"Huh?" I ask turning around. 

My brother shrugs and gestures to a small square box on the counter, it's wrapped in a matte black wrapping paper with a mauve colored ribbon on it. I cock my brow.

"Who is it from?" I ask as I walk over. 

Robert shrugs. 

"There's no name...only yours on the card." he says and he eyes it and I don't miss the way he eyes Roman accusingly, as if he thinks his best friend is giving me presents. I cringe at the thought of it being an apology gift from Roman. 

"I already told you, It's not from me." Roman grumbles at my brother. 

"Uh huh. Sure" Robert says, eyeing him, and I roll my eyes and grab the box. It's light a theres loose pieces of something of something in it. 

I look at the note, my name is signed in a masculine looking handwriting. , but theres nothing else on the card. 

I flick the note onto the counter and then pull the ribbon off wondering what the hell it could be. Did my parents send me something? Why would they send it so anonymously? 

I rip the wrapping paper off and see the words 5,000 pieces. My brows scrunch and then it hits me and I laugh as I peel off the rest of the paper. I smile at the fucking puzzle box, it's a puzzle of a kitten, and a puppy, and the puppy is licking the kittens cheek. I shake my head and laugh. 

"A puzzle?" My brother asks , sipping his coffee. I nod still laughing. 

"I dont get it." he says. 

But I know Roman knows who it's from and get the puzzle reference. 

The bottom of the box is just cardboard and in a black marker is written. 

"Really liked doing puzzles with you. Let's do one again soon." 

I laugh even harder and turn.

"What the hell?" My brother says. 

"Hunter." Roman says. 

"Gibbs?"  I hear my brother ask. 

"You dont remember him being here last night?" Roman asks. 

I turn for a second to see my brother pondering . 

"Shit...wait...yeah....no Daphne" my brother says. 

"That guy is a slimeball." he says.

"Thank you!" Roman says. 

I roll my eyes. 

"Says the guy only fucks supermodels, and the one who cheated on his girlfriend last night" I say to Roman and my brother respectively. 

I throw them both the finger and walk to my room leaving them without any response. 

I sit on my bed and and hold the puzzle box, laughing. I wish I had Hunter's number, or remembered what apartment he said he lived in, so I could tell him thank you. 

I grab my phone and look him on Facebook. 

I find him easily, and also realize both my brother and Roman are already friends with him. 

I send him a friend request and then a message.

"Got your gift." I type. 

I don't expect a prompt response but I get one. 

"Hello Kitten." he replies. 

I smile and my screen but shake my head. 

"I told you not to call me that." I remind him. 

"I like it. It stays." he says. 

"And let me guess, you're the puppy on the puzzle?"  I type.

"Kitten, we both know if I lick you, it won't be on the face." he types and I bite my lip smirking at the screen. 

"Pervert." I type. 

"Where the hell did you even find a puzzle between last night and this morning?" I type. 

"Will keeping it a secret make me more mysterious?" he replies. 

I laugh. 

"Oh yes. I'll be touching myself to thoughts of you and your underground puzzle exchange ring." I reply. 

"So charming." he replies. 

"Will I see you tonight?" he asks and I smile at his forwardness.

"Do you want to?" I reply. 

"Would I leave a puzzle at your doorstep or ask if I didn't want to see you?" he asks. 

"To do "puzzles" ?" I type.

"To do whatever you want. I love doing puzzles with you. But I think I can manage my severe puzzle making addiction for a bit to take you to dinner." he replies and I bite my lip. 

"Ok." I reply.

"I get out at 5." he replies.

"When do you want me ready, and how should I dress?" I ask. 

"Be ready by six. Wear something casual. You like pizza?" he asks.

I roll my eyes. 

"Of course I do, I'm not a fucking psychopath." I reply. 

"Good. I'd have to find a new puzzle partner if you had said no." he replies.

I laugh again at my phone.

"Arent you at work?" I ask. 

"Yes." he replies.

"What aren't you doing work?" I type. 

"Because I'm busy talking to you and looking through your photos." he says.

"God. Don't do that." I cringe as I type. 

"Why not?, I've already found a dozen for private puzzle times and then...this." he types and I laugh, waiting for him to send me a picture. 

"OH GOD" I type as cringe in embarrassment at the picture of me from middle school with braces and glasses and looking way to fucking excited excited standing next to my science project. 

"Charming" he says. 

"Dont be a dick." I say and send an emoji with its tongue sticking out. 

"I'm not. I'm serious. It's charming." he types. 

"Looking at pictures from your senior car wash." he says. 

"Va-va-voom" he says. 

"Get to work." I type. 

" Dinner is cancelled. Think I'll take you to a nice car wash. Wear that little pink bathing suit." he types.

"See you at six pervert." I reply. 

"Later Kitten" he replies with a winky face. 

Roman who? I say to myself as I flip through his albums, and also find him on instagram. 

Roman texts me mid day asking if we can talk tonight. I tell him no. That I have plans and ignoring him when he asks what my plans are. 

At 4pm I shower and shave and groom myself , getting ready to get my mind of Roman, off my long lasting crush on him. And try to focus on the guy who has in one day, made me feel more wanted than Roman ever had.