"Baby, make up your mind," I say, as he presses me against the wall.

"What's there left to decide?" he asks, beginning to suck softly on the skin under my jawline.

"I can't keep sleeping in your bed if you're going to mess with my mind like this." I brush my hand across his ribs and along his toned abdomen.

"How am I messing with you?" He asks, unzipping the back of my shirt and letting it fall to the floor.

"You keep making me believe there might be more to this, but every morning when I wake up, you're not holding me anymore."

Cato grabs ahold of the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off of him. He presses himself against me.

"Is that a problem, Clo? Isn't this enough for you?" His fingers hook into my belt loops. My breath almost hitches in my throat as he kisses the hinge of my jaw.

"This is just temporary bliss," I say, trying not to get caught up in his eyes.

His fingers find the back of my thighs, and he hoists me up, pressing me firmly against the wall. I wrap my legs tightly around his core and find myself running a hand through his hair.

"What would you do if I told you that I loved you?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

I tighten my leg grip and press myself tightly against him. His eyes widen. I kiss around the base of his neck, earning a soft growl. I lean my head back, taking ahold of the sides of his face and lead his lips to my collarbone. He leaves a trail of kisses before sucking on the skin. I rock my hips against him.

"Depends," I whisper into his ear, "Would you like to know?"

He chuckles. "Hell yes, love."

He smashes his lips against mine.

I wake up the next day to find myself in an empty bed. My eyes scan the room and I see a note on the bedside table.

Clo, babe,

I'm not the type to lie, but I had to start last night. Just looking you, I had no choice. You've always been my favorite lullaby, you know that.

I'll be back at eleven. Please be gone by then.

See you tonight, I hope. I lust you.

Cato.

I find a pen and write a response.

Cato,

That was the last time.

I wish you the very best; see, you're not the only one good at lying.

Clove.

Aw that was a sad ending but um Clato stuff I guess... I didn't feel like a chapter update. Cato is a liar omg.

BASED OFF OF THE CAB'S SONGS 'LA LA' AND 'TEMPRORAY BLISS' AND 'LOVESICK FOOL'