Nights With Her Boss

o ensure she was through with her chores in the house before

g on one edge of the bed, hugging his pillow s

She was about to put on her necklace when a hand support

ing baby!"

still had h

etting me do what is required?"

't intend to bother him. He was still asle

Maryanne smiled even more. He helped her with t

how serious he looked, she accepted. She leane

yanne was already getting late. She knew what he

te already." Maryanne picked up her bag, planted

ppeared on his face. He was up to his normal task

him back to reality. His guts twisted uncomfortably, making him stare at the phone for a while before he picked it. He knew who was calling, but he found it strange, feeling uncomfortable despite having done it most times. He did the calling to be sure of his games, but not she was calling him first. Likewise, he would rather not get her

ging, he tapped the green button of his smartpho

e called

rd him. Only if she knew the reason he always called to check up on her. It was his no

e, though. There wasn't a day

nted to remind you about the food I left in

because of the food. He was excited because, he was confident,

you!" She said b

d into the façade vacantly. He was overwhelmed with joy because of the way g

d every morning to be sure she was at the company. There was a day things nearly leaked. He was just about to have sex with one of his female friends when, he heard, her car park. It t

ne of the girls would soon come knocking at his door. He

o Maryanne's pair of clogs before walking happily towards the window. He had to peep outside for a while before he saw he

and licked his lower lips

sky was blue with intermittent patches o

wn interest in him since Maryanne became his girlfriend. The weirdest part was the fact that none of them wanted his mo

guy any woman would want, but years of gambling, partying and indulging in women made him a shadow of what he used to be, financially. Poverty now stuck to him like a

e he was the only one fit. His father was ill, his elder brother wasn't in the

spend money and barely contri

in him. Everyone left him, and he had nothing else to survive on, so, he

moments. She never asked questions, as she feared it might be inappropriate, but instead, she did her best

tead, still she didn't mind. She was ready to take care of them and hoped to see him change someday and become a better man, but, her grapes of hope were slowing turning i

hard to snap. Aiden himself sometimes wondered about how things would work out between them. There was no doubt that he got sometimes worried, and he was forced to think about what would happ

nearest future. He always had a way of covering up his tracks and using them against his g

of pain and hopelessness. That was not for Aiden, who seemed to be enjoying life to the fullest