Lisa
Later that Sunday evening Jake and I were seated in the living room, he was lying on his back with his head on my laps and I was knidding his head and playing with his beard feeding him his favorite ruby roman grapes , the TV was on showing the music channel that we were not paying much attention to. My conscience was compelling me to tell him the truth about my past and my f****d up love life. Although it was a contract relationship it had to be built on trust and some level of honesty.
Not to mention the fact that lying was not easy to me and I got sick of keeping secrets. But I also did not want to ruin that moment we had. He was on his phone chatting with his friends and fans. My phone as it had been a norm for the past few days was on airplane mode, i was avoiding David and my
