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What is happening?

“Don’t,” I say, trying not to cry “Just leave me be”

“I cannot” The sincerity in his voice doesn’t go unnoticed

“Why?”

“Because you’re in pain”

“No!” I stand “I’m not in pain, you are, and I don’t want you to be busy with me You just had to lay your mother to rest You should take some time Have someone comfort you”

He places a hand on the small of my back and pulls me in closer “I don’t want that … What I want, what I need, is you”

I s Hard

“Especially now” He clutches my face with both hands

“Please …” I mutter “Don’t ask me to do the impossible”

“I a you to discard your oants and morals,” he says

“But I need so more than this I need more than what this is Whatever it is,” I say “But I can’t ask that of you after what you just had to do with Mario, so please Just let me be and do what you need to do”

“I knohat I need to do,” he says “What I needed to do all this time”

And he s not a single inch of reedily accept even though I know I shouldn’t enjoy it Even though I know he is the one guy I shouldn’t ever crave

It’s too late I’m smitten I’ve fallen for my worst desires, for an unobtainablemore than an object he can use to satiate his lust

I’ry kisses that make me feel all heady and needy

“Marcello …” I mutter between volatile kisses “Please Don’t”

“Giveme “There is none”

“But we have to,” I say

“Why?” He pulls away for only a second “I know you want me”