This kept going. With each new relationship, he got better at making time for me—but it was never enough.
I didn't want some of his time.
I wanted all of it.
It didn't matter who it was taking his attention from me—an interested woman, a classmate, a teacher… even his family. I resented them all equally.
"You've been in a foul mood lately," Serco commented out of nowhere.
"How long is lately?" I asked, trying to sound playful with my reply.
"Approximately two months, one week, three days, and two hours."
He's really been keeping track… Thinking back, it's been about that long since I first saw him with Chari.
"…Have you ever had sex before?" I don't know why I asked. I already knew the answer.
"Yeah." He didn't even hesitate.
Silence fell between us.
"Why?" I asked. There was a brief silence between us.
Serco was the only person I'd ever wanted to touch me. The idea of letting anyone else do it made me sick.
