Chapter 22. Used.

Eric cursed for the up-tenth time as he dragged his reluctant feet into to the hospital building. He would have come earlier, but his guilt didn’t let him. He slept with another woman when he claimed to love Cheryl. He felt like he betrayed her or something. So he was at home for almost the whole day reeling from his guilt.

Until he found the courage to go, it was just a fling, a one-night stand with a stranger. It wasn’t that serious.

As he made to pass through the door that led into the hospital building, someone held his arm from behind.

“Hey handsome,” he could recognize that voice, the one he dreaded of hearing again. After their night of passion. When he work up the next day, she was nowhere to be found. And now she was here, again. To his discomfort.

Eric turned to see her. She was dressed more provocatively that yesterday. This made him come to a conclusion. She was a playgirl.

“I don’t have time for this…..”

He stoped when he realized he didn’t know her name.

“Isabelle,” s