PIAYING THE CEO'S GAME

e preparing, she spared a minute to join me on the table where I was already having my breakfast. She started off by shoving

a lot quicker and easier to go for cl

as soon as she got accepted into the college she applied for. The sa

r mug and shook he

out that, Kenz. My bicycle is s

, JoJo. You're a college student. Yo

ed and I sm

cycles aren't

ish and wasted no time to sling

s the apartment, shutting the door behind her, leavi

slouch my weight car

ng responsible adult in the

ste the slightest time to open my email and a smile quirke

y, she was having suspicions of her husband cheating and asking if I w

h, I'm in

t have been sitting around her phone all morning, waiting for my call. I could imagine the disappointment on her face if it didn't turn out to

d. Probably a woman in her mid-twenties. I wondered how young hot bloods would let love and everything romance bother them at this phase of life. Why not date count

main celibate for

ged my shoulders. Clearing my throat brief

ickened my voice, hearing the strangeness o

part, then you als

as if trying to put hersel

ly nice gentle tone that portrayed a kind of care that was never there. 'First of

on the woman n

es

he in and out. Do

took in her breath careful

a deep exhale, I

lly. Now, tell me h

llecting her thoughts. Probably

could lynch this asshole for putting a young woman through all of these. What

you think he

ighed

ng. I know it

ure? I mean, you

ek, I found a red panty that smelled of sperms in his car." The sudden s

hen he comes through that door from work. I tried every sexual position he wanted in bed, even if they caused me pain and discomfort just because I loved him. My

thing that didn't come out. After what seemed like a minute of s

er end of the line. 'Which is why you reached out to me, isn't it? I mean, if you were so sure

moment and then I hear

g. Just help me. I need to know the

on I was beginning to feel for this wo

on my profession

details. If you are still interested in pushing on with this, send me all the necessary informat

nded, I forwarded the i

r say yes. You know how

sk where my pastel-colored journal lay. I had barely us

re were groceries, rent and utilities, JoJo's tuition fee for the school year

ing heartbroken if Kelly

ever the life I would have chosen for me and JoJo. Running from the orphanage home with my sister at age 14 and fending off the streets were just the beginning of our misery. Bypassing child welfare was another hassle and

this day was the day

ms, my

spective t