They f****d again, Zulika on top, almost straight away, continuing until both of them were exhausted and panting for breath. They lay facing each other, Orlando brushing his lips against hers. “Zul …I think it’s time to tell Ferma about us. I think she’ll be okay. I really do. She adores you.”
Zulika smiled. “I hope so …but I need to make it clear that I’m not replacing her mom. I could never, would never try. But I do love Ferma. I hope Carmel would have approved.”
“She would, baby, I swear.” He sighed then. “Of course, we will have to run the gamut of her relatives.”
Zulika nodded. “Listen, after my relatives, they’ll be a cake-walk.”
Orlando smiled, but three hours later, when the police came to tell Zulika that her step-brother was dead, they were no longer laughing.
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