THAT night, Jerome had to assist in an operation so we couldn’t have dinner together. Still, he stopped by my mom’s room beforehand and handed me some food in a bag. I thanked him and I chuckled as he whispered “Are you still sore?”
I nodded slightly and he seemed proud of himself. He then left and after checking on my mom. I received a message from him not long after he left.
Jerome: “I really want to kiss you. Your lips are so inviting.”
Valerie: “I think my lips are still a little swollen.”
Jerome: “Aww. I’m sorry baby. I’ll be more gentle next time.”
Just the thought of us kissing and making love once more is enough to make me feel giddy. I must have looked crazy smiling while reading my messages.
Leah: “Looks like someone’s in love.”
Valerie: “Huh? Who?”
Leah: “Hmp, there’s no
