Leon.
“Leon…” Racheal moaned out as she gripped my hair, i heard the receding footsteps of Mia leave the room and i knew she couldn't bare watch me f**k racheal. A sense of regret washes over me as I pull out of Rachel, wearing my shorts back, climb out of bed and move towards the veranda, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and a glass, not giving a glance at rachel.
“Leon?" She whined climbing out of bed, the sheets ruffling under her.
“Why did you stop?" She asked, trailing her hand down my arm.
“I'm no longer in the mood, Racheal" I said bluntly, sipping my drink.
"But why, you were into it a few minutes ago, is it because Mia left? Were you doing this because of Mia?” She asked in her annoying loud voice.
I scoffed at her pretense, like she didn't know.
"What if I did? Is there anythi
