Good Man / Bad Boy

I walked in the house I share with Taylor from work he is nowhere around; I threw my bag on the kitanda then ran down the hall to empty my stomach. I am six weeks pregnant but Taylor doesn't know; the pass few weeks we have been distant, stop eating together, argue zaidi and sleep far apart. The last time we made upendo was four weeks ago; I just went upstairs to kuoga enjoying the warm water sliding down on my fatigue body. I finished my kuoga wrapping a towel around my body while drying my hair with the other; I sit on the kitanda putting on baby oil before walking over pulling on apple bottom...