Tangled in Temptation 18+

T H I R T Y-T H R E E - A N A W A K E N I N G

"Are you practicing safe sex?"

Hailey's eyes widened in surprise and she almost choked on her saliva. She laughed awkwardly, "What?"

"Do you use a condom every time you have sex?" The gynaecologist inquired.

She swallowed nervously, "No,"

"Is your partner tested for STD's?" He questioned.

"I'm...I'm not sure, doctor," Hailey mumbled, not liking where this conversation was going.

"Okay, well I commend you for getting tested every six months but your partner needs to get tested too for precaution, and I'd also suggest that you use a condom every time you have sex, especially with a new partner. This is the third time in two months that you've had a bacterial infection," The doctor suggested.

She released a knowing sigh, "I know,"

"Then why don't you exercise your knowledge? Use a condom all the time. Do you trust your partner?"

"To be honest, doc, no,"

Doctor Singh leaned back into his chair as he looked at her,  "Then if you don't trust him, why do you have unprotected sex with him? You don't know if he has HIV or any other STD's. You're knowingly putting yourself at risk,"

She sighed once more, "I know,"

She knew how important it was to use a condom. She knew how easy it was to get STD's. She had always used a condom every time before she met him, but since they started having sex, she had gotten attracted to having unprotected sex with him. It was more thrilling, more exciting and she loved how good his shaft felt inside her. But, some enjoyments have consequences, and she would hate to contract an STD and she was tired of getting multiple bacterial infections.

"If you don't mind me asking, how long have you been intimate with him?"

"Seven months,"

"Do you see yourself with him in the future?"

She thought long and hard about his question. Romeo was married. She never dreamed of being with a married man. Plus, recently they had started arguing again and she hated it. He still didn't trust her even though he had stopped mentioning Zach. Romeo didn't belong to her and so, she didn't see a future with him in her mind.

"No,"

"What about having kids with him?"

Hailey hated kids. They were so annoying and feisty. Plus, she believed it was a waste of money to have a child. She hated the idea of having to spend thousands of dollars to raise a child when she could've done something else with that money. Plus, the image of her pushing an entire human being out of her vagina did not sit well with her either. She had a very low pain tolerance. And why would she even think of having a child for a married man? She wasn't that dumb.

"No,"

"I figured. You've been my patient for a couple years, Miss Blake, and I would hate to see you develop an STD that can be easily prevented. Besides, you've shared with me that you wish not to have children with your partner and you know that condoms can easily prevent pregnancy. Discuss with your partner about using condoms. If he really care about you and your health, he'll practice safe sex,"

"Thank you, doc,"

"Of course. Take care of yourself now,"

•••

Doctor Singh's suggestion really had her thinking. How could she have been so foolish? She knew how significant safe sex was. She always used a condom. Romeo had another woman. He had a wife. He must be having sex with her too. What if she has an STD and passed it onto Romeo and he passed it onto Hailey?

She needed to discuss this with him. Now.

On the way to his house, she practiced in her mind how she'd say this to him. She was so nervous. What if he gets upset and they start arguing again?

The doctor was right though — if he really cares, he'll understand.

Upon arriving at his house, she paid the taxi driver and slowly walked towards his porch. She found it hard to swallow as a lump had formed in her throat and her heart was racing in nervousness. Why was she so nervous?

Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door and awaited a response. A minute later, the door opened and an unexpected person appeared.

Hillary.

Hailey froze as she stared at the beautiful woman, standing at the door of her boyfriend's house. She was gorgeous that Hailey immediately felt intimated. Her aura was seductive and authoritative. Her hair was brown and curly and her eyes were dark brown. Her skin was as dark as chocolate and her legs were tall and slender. She definitely looked like a model.

"Hello, I'm Hillary Snider, Romeo's wife, and you are?"

Hailey's breath caught in her throat and she found it hard to speak. Never in all the eight months that she had been seeing Romeo did she ever think that she'd come face to face with his wife.

"Honey, who's at the door?" Came Romeo's voice on the inside before he appeared at the door.

Honey...

Romeo's eyes widened in shock as his gaze fell upon a startled Hailey.

"Hailey, uh, what are you doing here?" Romeo laughed awkwardly, nervously glancing at his wife.

'What am I doing here?' Hailey repeated in her mind. She had been here so many times. He couldn't be serious.

"You know her?" Hillary questioned him.

"Um, yeah, of course," Romeo laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his neck, "She's um, she's my personal assistant,"

Personal assistant...

Hillary grinned politely at Hailey, "Oh, I'm sorry. Wow, you're really pretty,"

"Uh, tha...thank you," Hailey forced out, swallowing the lump in her throat.

"Would you like to come inside? We just got started on dinner," Hillary suggested.

"Uh, no, thank you, actually I came here to remind Rom...Mr. Snider about the meeting...meeting at four this afternoon," Hailey stuttered.

Her thoughts were jumbled. Her heart was racing. She was nervous and a little heartbroken, but seeing his wife was like an awakening.

"Oh, yeah, right, that. Ha ha. Thank you, Miss Blake, I had forgotten all about it," Romeo turned to Hillary and lightly kissed her cheek, "I've got to go and help Miss Blake here to prepare for the meeting. I'll be back soon, okay?"

Hillary smiled sweetly at him, "Okay, babe,"

Babe...

"Um, let's go," Romeo mumbled to Hailey and he swiftly walked away leading her towards the garage.