The Love of the Widower
Chapter Fourteen

Happy Reading's.

"Based on a flirtatious widower, just a few months so the widower has to change, I've told you that I'm not an item that you can take when you're a laborer!"

"It's not so!" Sent me. I don't like it when Lita says that, my woman always equates herself with stuff, but I never think that way at all.

"Then what if it wasn't? You usually have a wife you can go to, but after guessing you asked me!"

Holy hooch! Why does Lita always think like this. I've told you many times that he's not a buoy.

"Look! I never touched Emira during the marriage! So don't ever think of you as just an outlet, because my love and this feeling is just for you, baby!"

Lita just kept quiet, she looked at me inside. Maybe I'm looking for something in my retina.

"Whatever!" Lita turned her body back.

I can't help but smile either, by the way we're already on Lita's king queen bed.

I knew he believed in me, so I could make sure that my woman would definitely fall.

*****

My eyes opened as I felt the morning sunshine shining down on my handsome face. Yeah, I admit it. It turned out that Lita opened the glass window curtain that was a little wide in this room.

"Wake up, it's noon. I've been making meat toast and since your phone rang, pick it up! Who knows if it's important!" Lita said then she went out of her room.

I noticed Lita's departure with the life still not fully collected. Looks like Lita has already taken a shower because she is already wearing a different outfit. Though I would love when I wake up to get a kiss and a spoiled greeting from him.

Huh, my fight is still long. I dropped the blanket that covered my body, I remembered Lita saying that my phone had been ringing. I decided to check my phone first before going to the bathroom.

When I opened the screen, I saw 7 missed calls from Abigail. Oh, blimey! Let alone Lita who was acting tighter earlier because of the call from Abigail.

After a few minutes, I had already descended into the kitchen in a more relaxed outfit. My job in New York I left it to Abraham. So I can still take a few days off here.

I saw Lita who was busy eating her toast, in front of her Lita had prepared one toast for me. Lita's face was still pouting, I'm sure she was jealous of Abigail's phone call.

Oh yes, Abigail is one of my colleagues working with my company. We haven't seen each other for a long time. I don't know what suddenly Abigail called me even up to seven men.

"So a phone call from a colleague, I still haven't called back, so be it. Let him call Abraham. Don't you misunderstand me?"

"You mean misunderstand? I just don't know who called you" replied Lita.

"Well, aren't you angry that there's a woman calling me?"

Lita gave a small laugh, but a moment later she was silent with her face back flat.

"I'm not mad at you, but I'm thinking about how to get out of here!"

Ah, why is Lita's speech still tiring. "Darling, how do I get your heart back?"

"Yes, you have to show me how? Don't just talk nonsense!" Finally Lita got up from her seat and headed for the sink.

Huh, I'm sure my Lite is jealous.

I stood up and walked after Lita, I couldn't bear to be let down like this. I hugged his waist and kissed his neck. The most sensitive place for Lita is the neck, the,

"Depart, Vincent!"

"No, it seems like this time I should really punish you dear!" Just look, my Lite. How I'm gonna punish you.

Seriate.