Mel did have the same thoughts initially, so she can understand the old man’s reaction. Who knows if he’ll change his mind, though? She feels a little awkward about it. Lover, huh? Well, yes. That’s what she currently is to Klyde. Bed partner is the term he used, but it’s practically the same.That night, she doesn’t feel like doing anything with him. She didn’t go to his room and simply laid on her own bed. She couldn’t sleep, though. Mel isn’t exactly bothered but for some reason, sleep eluded her.When Klyde didn’t see her in his room, he let it go. He’s tired, too. He worked during the remainder of his day and finished most of his backlog. There’s still tomorrow.When they saw each other at breakfast, it was indeed awkward. Mel was glad he didn’t bring up her absence last night.“So, what’s the plan?” She asked when they’re done eating.He raised an

Klyde has this unsettling feeling inside him. It seems like she turned down the man she dated last time, because she’s now going to meet another person.“You’re so stubborn. What’s the point? Couldn’t you find out what kind of people they are without going on a date?”Mel grunted at his nonsensical question. Fitting from a man who’s unromantic. All he knows is getting what he wants in bed.“It’s not just about getting to know each other; it’s about having fun together. The result is secondary in importance. Do you think people would misbehave in the office? Would they cop a feel? Openly flirt with you? They wouldn’t.”He’s not satisfied with this situation. Squinting at her, he was tempted to lock her in her room. Klyde watched as she applied a light layer of make-up. Her lips were stained with a pinkish red color. It’s a Friday night and she’s dolling herself up for

It was fun. Mel was satisfied by their coupling that morning.At work, her new mission wasn’t to get excellent performance but to find her man among the crowd. There’s quite a few cute guys and some really handsome men.She almost entertained an already married person. Good thing someone informed her. Thankfully, someone still cares. Huh. She openly hated him. How dare he try to make her a mistress? It was at this point that her sassy personality was known by others. A few men liked it. It was a kind of spice in a woman. A bit of fire or fierceness is never boring.She tried to be more selective this time. Two weeks passed before she decided to go on another date. Harold was his name and he’s five years older. From their chat, she can say he’s kind of matured already. His background is quite ordinary. He’s waiting to be promoted to a manager; hopefully this year, he said. She likes his ambition. Her lip twitched when they began to d

A few days passed and every time Mel would try to turn the knob on his study, it’s still locked. She would pout but she never asked him directly. She asked the maids and she ascertained that he hasn’t brought another woman to bed.She didn’t do it quietly, so every time she does it, Klyde knows who exactly it was trying to barge in. At the end of that week, he made a decision. It’s not working anyway.For a while, it became a habit to Mel. Every time she goes to the kitchen to get something, she would try to turn that knob. She was surprised when she finally pushed it open again.“Oh, look.” She grinned and was feeling mischievous. She only stuck her head inside the door. Spotting Klyde on his usual spot, she greeted him loudly, in a somewhat sing-song voice.“Hello! Did you forget to lock your door today? Do you want me to lock it for you?”He’s gotten used to her tone of voice now. He gave her

As much as she wants to immediately continue their conversation, her body was hijacked by desire. He smirked at her as he approached. And then, he backed her towards the bed. His touches made her shiver and her core aching.He remained gentle with her and Mel had to actually make requests for him to be rougher. A while later, she was panting by his side. Took them a while more to recover and he actually agreed for them to talk more instead of moving on to round two. She was a little surprised. Also, it’s a little awkward when they’re both naked under the covers.The thing is, she realized now how silly the question was.“Wasn’t it fairly easy to distinguish, though?” She began.“Distinguish what?”“Didn’t you ask earlier, how do you know if you only like someone or you already love them? I doubt you don’t know have an answer to that.” She brainstormed so much earlier, just to come to