You had an obsessed ex. He knew your every move like his life depended on it.

You saw him watching you through your window, and you opened the window and climbed out onto the tree he was in and over to him.

You pulled him by his collar closer, and he smirked. “You got a fetish for my love~” you said with a smirk and you kissed him. “I push you out, and you come right back…” you said wrapping your arms around his neck, his hands found there way slithering to your waist and pulled you closer. “