FIFTY FOUR

Cheska

"Get out!" Prince voice boomed through the door. A few seconds later a young woman ran out in tears.

"What did that poor girl do for you?" I asked as I walked in. He looked up at me from his computer screen.

"Nothing," he replied, rubbing his forehead. I placed the casserole dish on the table. He gave me a flirtatious smile. "You look beautiful today sweetheart."

"So, I looked ugly yesterday?"

"You are not about to put me in this situation." he chuckled. He got up from his chair and walked towards me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Can I kiss you now that you've seen for yourself that I'm free from aids despite being a whore?" I rested my forehead against his chest and laughed, then I looked up at him.

I had followed him to get tested at the doctor. Maybe I wasbeing paranoid, but him having so many sexual partners was a call for concern. Luckily, to my relief, he was safe, which means I am safe. Now we could have sex anytime, anywhere and my mind didn't have make-up s