Dear Diary…

“You are too worried about this Eliza,” Oscar said as he put his hand around her wrist gently and she looked up at him from her phone.

His eyes were soft as he looked at her but serious.

There were new pictures of Alessandra and who Eliza knew was Leon together on Instagram. She knew his profile because they had all been intimate at one point kissing over his dick in a soft-core threesome. One of the things that probably made Alessa think there was more between them. But there was not a close-up of Leon, and Eliza could only think that Leon would not have wanted to be in the pictures and that it was Alessa’s show — her social media.

Leon was a gentleman if nothing else, Eliza had always thought there was something about them, He was always there for Alessa. He was one of the few people that Alessandra could be intimate with and then still be around all of the time. She must have loved him, and the way she was looking at him on her Instagram. Kissing his hand like she had kissed his dick. The way she looked up at him and he held her intimately. It looked like the picture version of an adolescent girl’s Dear Diary entry.

Except it was visual.

Leon was handsome, but the way Alessa took pictures of him he looked almost godlike. One picture of his mouth was so obscene. The close-up smile on his face looked obscene with happiness, Eliza wondered how they had gotten so close so quickly when she was doing so many tortured artist pictures previously.

“You called me over to look at her Instagrm because you thought she was posting disturbing things, now you are mad because it looks like she is on love?”

“You’ve seen her and Leon together–where did that come from? It feels like she is just fucking with us…”

Eliza ran a manicured finger over the screen, and Oscar picked up her hand and kissed it.

“Fucking with us, or with you?”

She stared at him, her mouth open.

“Eliza, Alessandra is not worried about me anymore that is for sure. She was infatuated with you when she was with me. I used to tease her that she was only with me to meet you.”

“She said the same thing about you. That she left you because you were still in love with me.”

“When have I been out of love with you Eliza?”

She put her phone down, when he leaned in to kiss her. His mouth warm, a weapon to induce desire. The first time he kissed her, she was never the same after.

“Smile at me the way that Leon smiled at Alessa…” he said.

How could she smile at him when he was kissing her so thoroughly?

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