Temporarily, I forgot about Hanz being married to my mother because of him. He made me forget a lot of things; things that worried me or bothered me. We made love all night long and I woke up feeling sore all over my body.
“Good morning, sleepyhead.”
I squinted my eyes at him especially when the light coming in from the window almost blinded me. “Why are you still here?” I asked and he frowned at me. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you or anything.”
“Common, let’s go down and eat.”
“Did you cook for me?”
“No, the cook did. Hmmm, Cassie?”
“Yeah?”
“I miss you,” he murmured out of nowhere and I was bewildered!
“Are you serious? Then prove it,” I said, challenging him to back up his claim that he missed me when we had just made love about two hours ago.
He asked, “How do you
