“Wow Hyuk... Haa, that was… amazing!” the girl presently under me says. She is panting just as much as I am right now. I don’t remember her name. Not that I really cared.

I look down at her, flashing my famous smile. I can see the blush creep on her soft cheeks, but that lingering lust is still noticeable in her chocolate brown eyes. I got her wrapped around my finger. It’s almost to easy.

“It was my pleasure.” I respond, removing myself from her.

Suddenly her porcelain  white legs wrap around my mid-section pulling down, preventing me from moving.

“Don’t you want to go for another round?” he whispers in my ear, then bites down on my earlobe afterwards.

I get a slightly irritated when girls cling on to me like that, but I don’t show it. I chuckle lowly, pulling her legs off me, and I move away from her completely. I sit up on the side of the bed.

“Nah, I’m good, thanks.”

I feel her shift on the bed. “Aww…why not? Don’t you want to have some more fun?” she says while she slides his finger down my spine.

I turn to look at her, reaching to move a blond strand out of her face. It makes her blush.

“I got all the fun that I need already. You know I can’t stay all night.” I tell her so she doesn’t start whining or begging me to stay.

She sighs, looking to side. ”Yeah I know…it’s one of your rules.”

“That’s right.”

I have rules that I set up for people I sleep with on the regular. I don’t want anyone to misunderstand. I’m not serious with any of them nor do I want to. It’s better to put boundaries so none of them get the wrong idea about the type of relationship I have with them.

“But hey, we can do this again some other time.” Her eyes sparkled at my words.

“I would love that Hyuk!” she exclaims.

“Ok, well I have to go. I’ll call you, alright…umm.” I say getting dressed, stopping when I realize that I still didn’t recall the name of the half- girl in front of me.

“It’s Nara…” I see the hint of disappointment in the girl’s eyes, but she quickly shot me a smile. “I’ll be waiting.”

I smirk, leaving the room after saying our goodbyes. I make my way to the hallway, heading towards the living room. I grab my leather jacket on the couch and head for the door. Once I’m out in the apartment. I pull out my little black book.

“She was pretty good. A new one added to the list, I guess.” I say looking down at my phone, feeling self-satisfied. I write her name under the last partner I had. “I should avoid her for a while so she doesn’t get too attached.” I usually don’t see the same partner twice in a row. It makes them think that they are special and I can’t have that. I don’t get close to anyone, NEVER.

As I leave the apartment complex, I can see that the sun has yet to rise. I need to head back to my place, and get some sleep.

I get into my black jeep, and hit the road. With one hand on the wheel, a hint of regret starts to sink in. I feel bad for the people I sleep with, even though I try not to instill any false hope of a future with me, I can’t stop those who still think that way. I quickly shrugged those thoughts and feelings away. It can't be helped. I am who I am, and I'm honest about it...kind of. I know it’s wrong, but I need to do this for myself. I’m not going to be “that guy” again, never. I can’t be the one to be hurt anymore…not again….