KEISHA Perhaps anyone passing by would glance at us because of the loud laughter of the two, seemingly uncaring and just enjoying each other's company. "C'mon daddy you're so weak!" I smile as I watch them, amused by how close my son is to Colten despite not being related by blood. I'm happy because whenever Colten is with my son, Noah, I see genuine joy in his eyes. I'm just beside them, watching them play basketball. We've been here for quite some time in the time zone, but Noah seems relentless in playing, not showing any signs of fatigue. "Noah baby, that's enough. You've been playing since earlier. Aren't you hungry yet?" I approach them, wiping the sweat off Noah's back. He's panting heavily from continuously playing just to beat Colten."Mama, I'm alright, but if you're hungry, we can eat now," Noah said. I smiled at his words; he was really sweet to me and to my mama. He is our little angel. "What about me? Aren't you going to wipe my sweat?" Noah and I exchanged glances,
"K-Keisha," I froze as I heard that voice, dropping my phone abruptly. I couldn't afford to make a mistake! I recognized that voice too well, and I couldn't forget it! The realization hit me like a tidal wave as I heard her voice – she was one of the nurses from my time in the hospital, a person who undoubtedly knew about my connection to Dr. Danice Perez. The thought struck me like a bolt of lightning: did she know about my search for the father of my child? The mere possibility sent shivers down my spine, igniting a surge of anxiety that threatened to overwhelm me. I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. What if this woman knew more than she let on? What if she had insights or information that could jeopardize everything? The very idea sent my mind into a whirlwind of fearful scenarios. What if the man I was seeking had his own reasons for searching, reasons that could tear my child away from me? The thought alone was enough to make my heart race with panic. No. I couldn't al
KEISHAI relinquished control, allowing him to guide me away from the bustling coffee shop, my cheeks burning with embarrassment at the loud commotion of my employees and the customers. "Why the blindfold? Can't we just have a regular date?" I questioned, feeling a mix of curiosity and slight discomfort as he assisted me into his car. He continued driving with one hand, his grip firm yet gentle on mine. There was something about his simple gestures that stirred a sense of excitement within me. Was I still capable of feeling this way? As we journeyed together, the world outside seemed to blur into a haze of anticipation and uncertainty. With each passing mile, my heart raced with a strange mixture of nerves and excitement, unsure of what awaited me beyond the confines of the blindfold. Yet, beneath the surface, there was a flicker of anticipation, a glimmer of hope that whispered of the possibility of something extraordinary. The car ride was filled with a palpable tension, the air
As we entered the cottage, Colten's lips refused to leave mine, carrying me effortlessly as we made our way inside. His kisses trailed down my jawline, igniting a fire within me as his lips found the sensitive skin of my neck. I gripped his hair tightly, granting him unrestricted access to my body. It was my first time indulging in such adult activities with a stranger, yet strangely, there was a sense of déjà vu in Colten's touch. It felt as though this wasn't our first encounter. "Colten, ohh!" I gasped as he pressed me against the wall, his hardened member pressing against my navel. I had never seen such a sight before, as my first experience had been in darkness. But now, with Colten's face illuminated by the dim light, I could see every detail—the intensity of his jaw, the way his lips caressed every inch of my skin. It made me feel different from his past partners, and I could sense his amusement as he looked at me. He was undeniably hot. "Not only do you smell sweet, but you
KEISHAI was very nervous and drowned while Donya Mathilda was in front of me, and I was afraid of it. Yeah, well, I'm sorry, but I don't know what I've been talking about. Damn you Colten i will throttle your neck you are so careless! He just told me last night that no one knows about this place and no one can disturb us! And how could he explain about Donya Mathilda here in my front! It's not like I'm sad seeing Donya Mathilda here, but why she still need to see me in this state! Wearing her son shirt, with messy hair and who would think that were just having an overnight here, if it was already obvious! "Ohh god sweetheart you scared me! I thought you already left me. You should wake me up, and don't accept visitor when your wearing with just only piece of shit. Even my shirt suit you" I was very impressed by Mariin when Colten said he was very fond of the dress! I felt him hugging me from my back his even kissing my neck! Ohhh god earth you can't help me! You dumbass your mothe
Mom, it's me Noah, can I come in?" I flinched upon hearing my son's voice. Quickly, I wiped the tears from my cheeks. I didn't want him to suspect anything; knowing Noah, he was a curious child who always sought answers."Yes, is there something wrong?" He shrugged and climbed onto the bed. He approached me tentatively, and I was surprised when he reached for my face and wiped something away. He raised an eyebrow at me, and I looked away. He was too mature for his age, understanding things he shouldn't at such a young age."Stop lying, Mom. It's written all over your face. Don't cry, I'm hurting too." He looked directly into my eyes; he really knew my weaknesses. How could I lie in front of my son?"Sorry, baby, it's just th--""You're jealous. You don't need to hide it, Mom, I already know. I understand you, but before you stormed out, Papa was here first." I felt guilty; I had played a part in this by letting myself be influenced by what I heard. But you can't blame me; the man cour
KEISHA I couldn't help but smile as I observed him beside me, his arms wrapped around me in a tight embrace as if he were afraid to let me slip away. His steady breathing filled the room, a soft melody that underscored the tranquility of the moment. Running my fingers through his tousled hair, I marveled at how effortlessly he had drifted off into sleep, a testament to the exhaustion that undoubtedly plagued him. In truth, he had succumbed to slumber before I did, his body seeking respite from the day's trials and tribulations. As I traced the contours of his face with gentle fingertips, I couldn't help but reflect on the events that had led us to this moment. His features, though not flawless, held a certain allure that I found irresistibly captivating. Each imperfection told a story, a testament to the complexities of human existence and the beauty that lay within its intricacies. For all his flaws, he was perfect in his own right, a reminder that perfection was but a fleeting ill
In the serene ambiance of our dining area, a palpable tension hung in the air as we all quietly gathered around the table. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow upon the room as we embarked on what seemed to be a delicate balancing act of familial harmony. When I glanced across the table, I felt Kuya Keifer's disapproving gaze on me and Colten. His eyes seemed to pierce right through me, sending a chill down my spine. It was like he was silently warning us, making the peaceful scene feel tense.In the quiet of the morning, I woke up to see Kuya Keifer already busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. The soft morning light gently illuminated him as he moved gracefully around, handling the cooking with a calm determination. The sound of utensils clinking against pots and pans filled the air, creating a soothing rhythm. The smell of coffee brewing mixed with the fresh scent of morning dew, creating a peaceful atmosphere in the room.Kuya Keifer was