I told Yanny that she and Precious should go home ahead of me, and I booked a Uber for them. I planned to take some food home for them later. Precious had finished playing, but Mr. Hottie and I were still in the middle of our meal. I was worried he might follow me and see our daughter. She looks so much like him that even if I denied she was his, he wouldn't believe me.
I felt a bit guilty about Yanny, but at least we had finished our shopping.
"Thanks for the treat," I said once we finished. "I'm going home now to rest."
I was relieved when he didn't try to stop me. "It's your first day at work tomorrow. Good luck," he said.
I gave him a small smile. "Thanks."
Before I could leave, he kissed me again. Why did he keep doing that? And always on the lips! I hurried away, glancing over m
