Savage.
I felt a little embarrassed as I wore the knickers while hiding behind one of the rocks.
How did he know ? Was it too obvious? Does he even know about pawpaws?
I have a lot of questions ringing in my head.
I tilted my head from side to side, breathed in and out and sauntered away from the rock. He stood against his car, hands folded, shades on directly at me.
" You good?" He asked.
Am I? With period cramps banging my uterus from a distance. I don't think I am good.
I hate when it's " The time of the month." I shouldn't have eaten the pawpaw from the salad Marsha made, but it was too sweet to ignore. She grows the best pawpaws.
"Aside from the period cramps, I think I am good." I answer.
This is so embarrassing.
" Can I drive?" I blurted.
He pulled down his shades
