KURT AND FARIDA WERE entwined, in his bed, completely nude. They were recovering from their third bout of s*x. As if to mark the new phase in their relationship, he’d ditched his condoms.
Now, he was supine, his hands joined under his neck. She was pressed against his side, her arm on his chest and her leg over his thigh.
“I have to break it off with Trinity.” He said, staring up at the ceiling.
She kept her mouth shut. It had to be done, she knew that. But she didn’t like the fact that another woman would get hurt because of her.
Kurt continued, “I don’t know how she’ll take it. But, we weren’t engaged. She was just my girlfriend.”
And what am I? Farida thought.
He was still talking. “I won’t enjoy breaking it off with her, Farida. Contrary to what many people think, I don’t revel i
