CONSUME US - PROLOGUE
The scent of something sweet wafted into my nose. It reminded me of the girls I used to run into at bars. With their made-up faces, too tight and barely-there clothes, it was like they bathed in perfume. A lot would say that guys did the same with cologne but several women I had come across were just as bad. If not more so.
Before I rolled over, I knew that I wasn’t alone in bed. I thought back to the night before and what had gone down, but came up short. Only snippets filled my head, and they were nothing worth thinking about.
Not giving her a chance to wake up, I slipped out of the random woman’s bed, pulled on my clothes, and grabbed my keys out of the pocket of my jeans. I didn’t bother waking her because there would be no point. It would end up being the same conversation we always had.
She wanted more.
She would ask again because she always thought that by asking me more than once, I would give in.
I would tell her no and that I laid out the rules from the very beginning.
She would accuse me of leading her on.
She would still try and press for a relationship.
I would respond with I wasn’t relationship material.
She would get upset.
And I would say or do something stupid that I would regret later on.
These feelings rushing through me were new. I never used to care how they felt. As long as I got what I wanted, that was all that mattered. All of the women I had been with knew ahead of time that I didn’t want to commit. It wasn’t in my nature. I was too young to settle down. That last part was a lie.
Truth was, I hadn’t found my person. The one I wanted to spend the night with only to wake up the next morning and do it all over again. The one I wanted to cook breakfast for, take on dates, have her on my arm when others had tried but failed.
I was ready to settle down, but I never told these women that. Most of them were clingy, trying and begging for more from me. They wanted things I couldn’t give them. I was saving that part of myself for that special someone. I just hadn’t found her yet.
I didn’t even tell the people I had grown up with that I was ready for a family. They probably wouldn’t believe me anyway seeing as I gave a few of them a hard time. But I was ready to right my wrongs and show them, all of them, even my own brother and parents, that I needed more. That I was ready for more. No matter the cost. I needed to find me a woman who could tame this raging beast within me because I knew that if I didn’t, karma would come back to bite me in the ass.