Bailey: ChoicesMature

As we walked, she kept a little distance from me, clearly not impressed that I smoke. My only vice. It's one of those things that I can't really help. My parents keep telling me that I should give it up but Dad smoked until they had me so why can't I keep going 'til I decide to have kids? If I decide to have kids.

"So much for that." I murmured.

"What do you think?" She tapped me on the shoulder, forcing me to stop when she did.

"I'd quite like some apple crumble." I explained, smiling at my own joke.

"About me." She wasn't impressed. "My marriage."

"It isn't really any of my business, is it?" I kept on walking, unsure about what to do.

"So no to us?" She was just standing there, looking at me.

"Not with a married woman. It isn't right." I offered her a reluctant smile and left.

"Bailey. Wait." She took off her heels and came running after me.

Oh great. I was stuck with her following me now. "What do you want?"

"You." She grabbed me on my shoulders and I turned to face her in frustration. Daisy pulled me forward and kissed me hard on the lips.

* * * * *

The following morning I woke up and looked at her, peaceful in my bed.

So maybe that was a mistake. Oh well.

I had a missed call on my phone. My ex. I wonder what she wants.

"Coming back to bed, Bai?" Daisy whispered seductively.

"On my way." I chucked my phone down. I'd ring her later.

The End

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