Christy has been married for a year, and to be honest, she was quite happy and in love. Her husband was handsome, kind and romantice too. As a result of his kindess though, he always invited a particular neighbor over. His name was Luca. He was a black guy, one could term him as ‘BBC'. He was a fine young man, but Christy haven't really take notice of him even though he comes around almost everyday.
This time, her husband's wasn't home, and Christy had returned from her usual morning jog. ”Oh hello. My husband is out. I-".
“Oh I know". He interrupted. “He said I could come in for breakfast though". He said, and Christy nodded almost absentmindedly.
“I'm sorry but I feel very uncomfortable right now, so I would quickly go in and change, then serve you breakfast?". She asked, now looking
