Prologue

After a few knocks and still, no one opened the door for him, Randall inserted his key into the door's keyhole on Shean's condo unit. He continued throughout the quiet unit carrying the take-home pizza and ice cream. His eyebrows furrowed. Why it seems, there's no one inside?

He went straight to the kitchen next to the living room. It was divided by the bar counter. He put everything on the countertop and checked the unit carefully.  It is very quiet inside.

Randall pulled his smartphone out of his jeans' front pocket and checked on what day is it today.  It seems he got the day right. It is Tuesday. But why does Shean not seem to be there?  Where is she? He remembers that her job is home-based.  Shean knew that every Tuesday, Wednesday, or Saturday were the days that he would visit her condo for their ‘session’.

He dialed the woman's phone number when he heard the rush of water from the bathroom.  It was only then that he calmed down and smiled.  It seems Shean was taking a shower.  He thought she went somewhere, and perhaps she forgot their schedule. He's afraid Shean might encounter a better 'instructor'… better than him.

He made sure that he always do a total performance in their session.  He did not want her to have a reason to replace him as her instructor.  He knows women like her—living in the hope of finding a man who fits the whole of her fantasy.

He started to strip off his garments as he walked right through the shower room.  Exactly when he got close to the shower room, he did not have any covering on his body.  The door was half-closed, so he could quickly enter.

He heard Shean gasped loudly under the shower as he went inside.

"Randall!" Shean exclaimed.

She automatically covered both her arms on her plump chest.

He laughed. 

And he laughed, even more, when her round eyes dropped to his lively manhood.

“Why?” He teased.  "Aren't you expecting me?"  Randall smiled while watching her bare loveliness.

She is stunning while under the shower. Drops of water poured down on her whole body.  Those tiny drops of water look like diamonds dripping down her supple skin.  His throat instantly dried upon seeing her beauty. He couldn't wait to reach her.

"Yes.  But not here in the shower.  Get out first. ” She drives him away.

He was a little surprised at the woman's behavior.  This is not her usual reaction when she saw him completely naked.  Usually, along with the awakening of his manhood, her longing for him can be seen from her eyes.

But because he noticed that Shean could not take his eyes off him, he guessed that she was just holding back from welcoming him with excitement and desire.

But why? Why will she hold back?

Argh!  That is not something that he should be devoting his time and attention.  He missed her damn much!  And he had to motivate her to release her excitement as well.

Randall gave the woman his captivating smile.  And instead of going out, he approached her.  He removed her arms covered across her chest.  Randall gasped and couldn’t take his eyes off the stunning view in front of him.

She’s always a captivating view whenever and wherever he saw her.  It must be the reason why he never got tired of watching her every time they were together.

“What if we do the shower session?” In a hoarse voice, he suggested.

At the same time he grabbed her small waist, Shean's restraint ended.  A flaming desire flared in her eyes, and she tried to hide it.

Randall thirstily kissed her as his hands began to travel over Shean's wet body.

"You are for me. I'm not an SPG."  And he meant it.

He’s not a Super Poor Guy.  Not even poor and starving.  Of course, she does not know.  He wants to confess the truth. He really wants to introduce who he really is.  But some things and thinking were still holding him back.  There have better timing and opportunity for that—On the day of their official date, he carefully prepared the introduction of his real personality.  The day he will confess his true feelings for her is also the day of his revelations.

Shean moaned and whimpered a few times. 

SHEAN sank into his chest, weary but happy. He slowly lowered her down.  She hugged him as they continued taking a shower. He held her tight.  His mouth landed on top of her head.  He couldn’t help but kiss her there.  And before he could control himself, he was able to utter the words he shouldn’t be saying.

"I love you, Shean…"

It was like a switch that brings the woman back to reality.  She quickly let go of their embrace.

"I'll just finish showering, and we'll talk."

Shean returned to bathing, and he was just as surprised.

"Why the sudden coldness?"  There was a streak of resentment as he scolded the woman.

She turned to him for a moment.  Her eyes were sad.  Now he knew his first assessment was correct, but he just ignores it.  There is something wrong.  Something happened.  And he was sure he did not like what happened.

"K-Kattie and I met earlier."

Oh, f--ck! 

"Let's end this."

It was as if a bomb had exploded in front of his ear after hearing that.  That was not what he expected.  He thinks she will make him choose between the two of them.  His ex-girlfriend versus her. And there is no doubt that he would prefer Shean.  He had long been prepared for such a situation.  But why is this?

This is far from what he expected.