Fumn had a good scrub and was lying on Ozo's bed relaxed as she scrolled through the pictures and videos she'd taken of herself at the club. Ozo carefully selected a few that showed off Fumn's bright smile and sent them to his iPhone 8.

"You are so good at doing make up," Ozo commended drawing Fumn closer to his bare chest.

Fumn blushed. "I do try but at times I feel it's a flop. Maybe on my own face?"

Ozo played with Fumn's quaint nose. "Never doubt your abilities honey. Who knows, you could make lots of money off this. It's a very resourceful skill."

Fumn shrugged. "I haven't given much thought to that."

Ozo huffed trailing his fingertips up and down Fumn's arm. "Well, you should. It's much better than the waitress job you are currently doing."

Fumn roused sharply from her entanglement with Ozo, her senses on high alert. "Don't even go there." A dangerous glint shone in her eyes.

Ozo raised a hand in defense. "Fine, we won't talk about that again. Can we play a game instead?"

Fumn's eyes narrowed to slits as she straddled Ozo and placed a soft kiss on the tattoo on his chest. He had her name emblazoned in cursive letters. Ozo had debated back and forth with Fumn before getting the tattoo. Fumn didn't want him to go all for her because she didn't see their relationship going past the physical level.

While Ozo was adamant, saying she was going to grow to like him. Fumn had been shocked when he stripped bare on a fateful evening at his house and showed off the beautiful tattoo. She covered her mouth to keep from screaming and ran happily into Ozo's welcoming arms.

No one had ever done something that big for her. That was apart from her parents who were doing their best to train her and Veekie through the university.

"What games do you wanna play now?" Fumnaya asked suspiciously. She began drawing small circles around Ozo's nipple area causing him to moan and spank her butt hard.

"You're driving me crazy baby. If you keep that up, you won't know when you will be naked and groaning under my heavy weight." Ozo smirked toying with her bra strap.

"I don't mind." Fumn shrugged, a devious smile forming on her face. "What's the catch?"

"I want us to play a truth or dare game." Ozo's husky voice made a slight shudder run through Fumn.

"Hmmm. You like being so particular about that game." Fumn slid to the other side of the bed and stretched a hand to collect the TV remote from atop the glass table. But Ozo sharply used his right leg to kick it on the floor.

"I want to know what you've been hiding from me. I see something dark clouding your eyes at times. And I know it isn't lust." Ozo tried to smoother Fumn but she flinched and left to sit on the couch opposite.

"I don't have anything on my mind Ozo. Stop playing mind games with me." Fumn toyed with the hem of her shorts as she watched Ozo cautiously. She couldn't let him know what she was thinking. She knew Ozo would spark if she told him that she was lusting after her director at work, a handsome old man who was married with two grown kids.

The first day she set her eyes on him, she acknowledged the fact that she wanted to fuck him senseless and get him out of her system. Fumn didn't give two fucks about the work rules.

"Are you cheating on me?" Ozo fired edging closer to Fumn.

Fumn laughed. Her laugh was a deep rumble bubbling from her chest and it made Ozo raise a brow questioningly. "Did I say anything funny?"

Fumn placed a hand on her heart unable to keep her laughter from dying down. "Can you just hear yourself? Whatever gave you the idea that we were dating."

"Oooh." Ozo was mildly surprised. He had half expected her to say that but his heart wasn't prepared for the sharp sting of her words.

"Is loving you a bad thing?" Ozo's shoulder dropped as he frustratingly ran a hand through his sporty waves.

Fumn frowned folding her legs under her. "Love means nothing to me now and you know that. I loved once and I lost. So. get. on. with. your. feelings. already."

"You loved once?" Ozo's curiosity was piqued. It was his first time hearing Fumn make use of the single word 'love.'

"Did the guy hurt you baby, did he not care for you as he should?" Tears clouded Fumn's eyes making her lower lip tremble.

"Oooh baby, why didn't you tell me?" Ozo picked her up from the chair like she weighed nothing. He carried her to the bed, laying her down and tucking the covers around her. Fumn sobbed onto his shoulder as he patted her back in a show of affection.

"He was a fucking dick. He used me to satisfy his sexual desires and when he was tired, he dumped me as if I was trash." Fumn's well manicured nails bit into Ozo's back as she held onto him tightly.

"I am so sorry that happened to you honey. You'll get over it for sure. I know it cause you're a strong lady."

"Can I really get over that?" Fumn blew her nose with a handkerchief. "I was totally broken. That's why I can't love again. I want other guys to know how it feels when a girl toys with their heart."

"Is that what you are trying to do with me?" Ozo asked perplexed.

Fumn couldn't speak. She threw her gaze to the floor, her teeth kept on clattering against each other.

"That's what I thought," Ozo stated briskly getting up from the bed and tugging one of his infamous t-shirts on.

"Where are you going to?" Fumn asked wiping her dried tears with the back of her hand.

"For a breath of fresh air," Ozo muttered and slammed his door leaving Fumn to drown in silence.

"Ozo and I had a big quarrel," Fumn said dipping the sponge in a bowl containing soapy water and washing off the plates she and Kevwe used in eating late in the evening.

"Why? I thought you guys were cool a while ago." Kevwe absently brushed one of her double drawn wigs.

"We never have nice times together without arguments. I hinted at what happened with my ex and he felt pity for me. But then, he realized I was still hung up over what happened with Rex. He asked if I was using him to pass time." Fumn stashed another glass plate on top of the other.

"And what did you tell him?" Kevwe asked hanging her hair on the wall mount.

"I was speechless. That itself confirmed his suspicions. Kevwe, do you think I did any wrong to him?" Fumn shuffled about her feet and turned to stare at Kevwe who had her hands placed at both sides of her pronounced hip.

"I think my dear, that you need to tell him the truth so he can stop fooling around and choose for himself. He is not a kid. If he still wants you after pouring out your heart to him, it's his call."

Fumn heaved a sigh, rinsing off the dishes as she thought hard about what Kevwe told her. If she told him everything, there was a high percent chance that she'd lose him. Was it worth taking the risk?