The night couldn't get worse for Andrew, as he swirled his neck to the right, gazing at the woman who's attention was rather focused on Susan when she pulled a chair and sat beside them, legs crossed. Her charcoal black silky hair was held in a ponytail and she wore a black luxurious dress that gave her an elegant look. Her lips glowed with a coat of lip gloss and she looked pretty. It seemed that Andrew had a gross attraction to beautiful things. Among the women he tested, this woman was the richest among them yet the most stingy to him. Susan was uncomfortable with the woman's guts, wondering what gave her the audacity to join them. The woman accessed Susan and nodded her head appreciatively, before facing Andrew, her Caramel eyes gazing mockingly at him. "Who is she, Andrew? Another me?" She asked, clasping her hands together. "Andrew, what is she talking about?" Susan was getting anxious. She was smart enough to crack the meaning of the woman's words. Andrew was either a
When Susan got home that night, she was amazed by what was waiting for her. "I made you a banana punch," Andrew announced as a form of welcome. Susan sulked. Andrew's first attempt with any food was terrible. Andrew smiled. He could understand her concern without asking. "This time, I took my lessons from youtube, which is more practical so you will love it." He was grinning like a little boy wanting to please his mother. This side of him, he was only revealing to Susan. He wanted her to be comfortable around him. All Susan wanted to do was hug him and tell him everything that happened within the day but thought against it after recalling what happened last night. The lines had already been drawn and she wasn't going to overstep her boundaries. "Thanks, I'm sorry I overreacted last night." Andrew frowned slightly. Susan was too kind hearted. Everything that transpired was his fault but here she was apologizing to a man she gave shelter. "You have every right to behave the way you di
Bismark saw vividly through Andrew's plan. "You want to humiliate me.""Unfortunately yes, just as you did to her," Andrew was blunt. Susan was forgiving but not him. Bismark was now uneasy. He should have done his homework well and tried to get to know the man beside Susan. How would he take care of his sponge wife if he lost everything? "This is between me and Susan. My wife wasn't there when I offended her so let me just apologize to her. You don't have to involve my wife." Bismark was now pleading. Andrew wanted to degrade him in front of his wife. How heartless could he be? "I have given you my terms, take it or leave it," Andrew finalized coldly. He wanted to redeem Susan's image in the face of her exes. As for himself, he had everything planned on how to get revenge on all the women who had humiliated him but his only mission now was to win Susan's heart. Bismark wasn't completely foolish. There was something in it for Andrew too and he was going to hang on to it. "I won't an
Two weeks passed like the wind and the pair lived peacefully. Susan had gotten used to Andrews' presence, expecting him to be the first person she saw when she woke up and the last person she saw before going to bed. His cooking had also improved and he never did anything to irritate her or aggravate her germaphobe. When he was certain that Susan was asleep, he would call Greg for an update on everything that happened in the company. It was as if Andrew knew her better than she knew herself, changing the sheets on time and making her small apartment spotlessly clean. Susan was so used to his presence that she began to fear. What if he left her? What if things got better for him and he decided to go? Or what if he got a girlfriend? Will she be able to watch him leave? She couldn't help being greedy and not encouraging him to get a job anymore. Their life was perfect this way and nothing else mattered. She felt attracted to him but didn't have a hold on him and besides, he was just her
Andrew wasn't going to take the words of an intoxicated woman seriously. He placed her gently on the bed and said softly, "you are drunk Susan." His eyes were darkened with lust. Susan was a temptress. Her vulnerable form made her so sexy and enticing. Susan might be drowsy but her ears were active. "I love you, Andrew. I've been thinking about it for some time now," she confessed in a groggy voice. Her eyes were barely stable. Andrew was stunned for a moment. Should he confess his feelings? She was drunk anyway and would forget everything in the morning. "I love you too Susan. I would have loved for us to have this conversation when you weren't drunk." "I'm not drunk," she said groggily, holding him so tight that he couldn't escape. No drunk person ever admitted to being drunk and it was the same for her. "Of course you are. Get some sleep." As soon as Andrew freed himself, she clutch to him again,""Kiss me, Andy, take me again as our first night." Andrew should be happy but he
"Miss Stack, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is prissy. So glad you could make it to our wedding," Xavier's bride said with a forced smile. "It's a pleasure. We aren't enemies after all." Susan stood up, shook her hand, and gave her a polite smile. She could guess that Prissy didn't have good intentions for coming over but didn't directly expose her. "Just as I thought. Can you do me a little favor?" Prissy had a smug smile on her face, which made Susan suspicious so she didn't immediately agree. "I'm not too sure about that." Prissy's eyes flickered at her reluctance but she quickly composed herself. "Oh, I would like us to exchange partners for our first dance." "That isn't right," Susan frowned. The first dance was meant for the bride and groom. Why did she feel like Prissy was up to no good? "I know, but it's my day and I make the rules. If you refuse, then it only means that you still have feelings for him. Don't you agree Xavier?" The corner of Prissy's lip curled into
Susan thought that she was having a hearing problem. The voice as soft as the wind couldn't possibly come from the back seat of her car, which had been securely locked. She even opened it with the remote before taking her seat at the steering wheel. For a second, she thought she was just hearing things but when she saw Andrew turn to the sound of the voice, she knew it wasn't just her ears. Someone indeed spoke. "Hi," the voice sounded again, most probably to Andrew, since his body was turned to the back seat. Susan followed the sound of the voice as well, being rendered speechless. Same light brown hair but the girl looked young. Maybe seventeen or eighteen. For some reason, she was too confused to speak. If she didn't know her car better, she would have thought that she entered the wrong car because she didn't have a sister. "Who are you and how did you get in?" "I already told you. I'm your sister," she responded with a sweet smile, her light brown eyes glinting with joy. Andrew c
Susan was stunned for a moment. She liked Andrew very much and wanted to be with him always but hadn't considered another relationship. After being hurt twice, she was reluctant but seeing how honest he was, she got confused. Every man was nervous when proposing to a woman but not every man was able to cherish the woman after having her. Thinking through it all, she couldn't give him an answer and sure enough, couldn't reject him either, thereby choosing silence. Andrew didn't relent. He already knew how hard it was going to be but the thought of giving up never crossed his mind. "Susan, I promise to never have any woman besides you if you give me a chance. I promise to make you happy always. Even if I can't give you the world, I will give myself wholly to you. I love you, Susan." She was still silent and Andrew was growing more and more anxious. He has never found himself in a position like this before. He swallowed tightly and continued to speak. "From the moment I set eyes on you