Chapter 38. Gift

It ticks nine at night. A few weeks since Jerol regained his sanity. And exactly two weeks before our contract expires. Before our time together is up.

Time sucks! Really sucks!

You might be wondering what has been happening for those weeks since he regained his sanity. Well, you know some — you know, like, those two times we made love? Well, guess what, that wasn’t all.

Making love has become our ritual ever since then. Sex has become our daily desire, a dose that we can’t do without. The urge has swelled up so intensely, and the passion has become insatiable. This bedroom, and this bed can attest to the memories we have created in the last couple of days — memories that are beginning to haunt me now.

In two weeks, we are supposed, yes, supposed to say goodbye to all that we have done together. To all that we have become. To everything that holds us together.

I am gladdened, totally in glee that he is finally the man that everyone knew before that trag