"M-MARRIED?" even to say that she had a hunch of what Andrew wanted to say, it was still a different feeling and intensity to hear all that from the man. It was then that the young man stared at her intently and then nodded one after another. "Yes, unless you have ..." The young man couldn't continue what he wanted to say because Lana had already cut it off when she shook her head. "N-No, I'm not committed to anyone if that's what you're thinking," she said still averting her gaze from the young man when she couldn't hold his gaze. A beautiful smile tore from Andrew's lips as she said that. "Really? At least once since then?" the young man asked meaningfully again. Lana sighed and then nod. "Look, as the father of my daughter, I think you have a right to know," she said. Andrew nodded then sipped his coffee again. He positioned himself in the kind of sitting that as if even if they talked all day and all night it was okay. "Sure," he said sipping his coffee again. Lana laughe

"I-I THOUGHT you would take a bath?" Lana asked confused as Andrew pulled her into a familiar room. The young man did not answer. He quickly threw the door shut and then seemed to be running out of time, he pushed her behind it and hurriedly kissed her lips. "I'll take a bath if you'll come with me," Andrew answered her question as soon as he let go of her mouth. "You are mine, Lana, only mine," he added in a seemingly claiming tone and then in the same way kissed her again. She was like a fading candle that the young lady had just held on to the doorknob. Andrew's lips dropped to her neck. She could feel the heat of them that freely touched her skin. When she opened her eyes she saw her old room. It has just been renovated but nothing much has changed. In the middle right opposite the window, there is a beautiful and king-sized metal canopy bed frame with a beautiful metal head and footboard. Thick mattress covered with white bedsheets. "I can't let you go to someone else, becaus

Lana closed her eyes as she let out a series of breaths when she felt as if Andrew was teasingly rubbing his manhood at the entrance of the delicate flower between her legs. She knew she was soaking wet, she could feel it. But it looks like Andrew has no plans yet to make their intercourse complete because for a while he remained that way. It seems that the young man wants to excite her, which is very effective on her part. "Oh Andrew!" the young lady said between consecutive gasps. She stared into his eyes which at that moment seemed to emit small, blue flames. Lana smiled because of that, isn't blue really more scorching than the red flame? And it looks like that's exactly what Andrew was doing to her. She felt even more scorched when she met the young man's gaze. "Look at me, Lana" she heard Andrew say as she resigned from staring at him. It was not easy for Lana to do what the young man asked. She didn't know how he made her obey, so automatically, she turned her gaze back to

"MOMMY! Daddy!" Andrea's lively greeting to them that evening. Andrew picked up and lifted their daughter who kissed the young man on the cheek. "For you princess," the young man handed Andrea a box of donuts. The girl happily accepted that and once again kissed Andrew on the cheek before coming down and running back into the house. "Looks like your best friend is waiting for you," Andrew emphasized the word best friend as they entered. Lana couldn't understand what emotion she saw draw in Andrew's eyes. And whatever it was, the young lady couldn't stop feeling secretly thrilled even though there was no assurance whether it was jealousy or not. In the living room, they caught up with Andrea and Marius. Her best friend immediately stood up and approached her and then kissed her on the cheek. Lana also did immediately notice the rapid change in Andrew's facial expression when he saw what her best friend had done. "Ah, Andrew this is Marius my best friend and Andrea's godfather. M

"HEY!" It was late, and Andrew found out that his sister Samantha was still awake. His sister faced him with a smile. "I thought you weren't coming home?" She then took a glass, put some ice in it, and then poured just the right amount of wine. "I came from Lana's house." The young man couldn't help but widen his smile after mentioning that name. With a teasing smile on her lips, Samantha replied. "You look so happy and contented, Andrew," she said, sipping the wine from her own glass. Andrew smiled again at what he heard. "I also can't understand myself. But that's true; I'm content and happy now. I've never felt like this before, just now," the young man said without wiping the smile from his lips. "When will you introduce me to them?" Samantha asked him again. Andrew shrugged his shoulders before answering. "Anytime," he winked at his sister afterward. "Oh, by the way, before I forgot, Patricia called me; she said she's having a hard time contacting you." Andrew did not repl