PAYBACK IS A BITCH

a woman can take

nderful kids, cooked his meals, done his laundry, and moved all over the country f

ell, I have a well-prepared cold meal. I can't wait

alls of my perfect life and turned me into a wom

of just over 100,000. My family was Christian, and Christian values were my guidi

hild any parent could ever wish for. I did not have parties or attend one. I didn't sneak out

y peers but a perfect, g

against my parent's wish

abject terror when I suggested I wanted to attend one of the colleges in the city. To my parents, the city is a den of sin, filled with decadence and immorality that th

university never touched me. Let me explain. When kids enter university, they see it as freedom to experience many things. I

hometown, and give them grandkids, just like most girls in our town. Because of college, I was already late starti

answer: Most of the eligible bachelors in our small town were boring and didn't light a spark in me. The ten of them, Yes, m

aturday: I rose with the sun, made breakfast for my parent

my parents after college. I

he day I met Billy. Although it had been raining nonstop the week

the milk. I saw the one that met my standards, and I turned with no idea that someone was behind me and crashed into the person. Because I did

up. I was a mild person, but the one thing I d

repared to unleash died in my throat when my eyes encountered the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever

like a moron. My heart stirred at the sight o

deep, throaty voice washed o

much that his words missed

ed at him, dazed,

my confusion and repe

ground. He quickly offered his hand, and I did what every woman

broader ones, like a lady offering

closed his around it, sparks, like electric

f this was a movie or a reality because I had o

nervous. You have to understand. I am not shy, but the beautiful man in

m sorry for knocking you down," he apo

nything, I would probably give it to him, no questions asked, and agree with everyt

ave a name?" He asked with a flirty smil

dy has ever called me attractive, and it sent a tingle to my heart, but when

I told h

d with a smile, stre

felt the same spark I felt earlier, which told me the

He beamed at me, his e

bers. Billy's message pinged on my phone before I wa

e to buy a property in our small town for his company, which is a third-party buyer: a

ly sent me home with a smile and

three months he spent in our small town. I had insisted on no physical relati

take the next step in our relation

isliked him. My dad said he had shifty eyes, whatever that is. My mother had issues with our age difference---Billy is ten y

I had