Chapter 43 KOREAN PUDDING

The alarm clock buzzed insistently and I reached over to slap the snooze button, squinting at my iridescent hands but ignored it. I rolled over to look at my phone and it reads eight in the morning. My class starts at nine.

I swear I did not get enough sleep last night because my mind was running a mile a minute with different thoughts. Damn you, Uno. I groaned. Shit!

I have to make it clear to him that I don’t want love in our relationship. Because last night…

I gently kneeled down before him on the carpeted floor of my bedroom. My nerves tingled with excitement at the thought of finally seeing his baby Uno. I always wondered how big he was, and from my observation when I was grinding on him or just feeling it, it was pretty damn python-ish.

I looked into his eyes as he stared back at me, his posture stiff and uncomfortable. “Relax,” I said gently, reaching for his buttons.