Book 2 - Chapter 3

"Do you have sex often?"

She said, leaning on the stem of the palm tree on which the man was. He had been on the tree since she could remember. For what? He was trying to pluck few edible coconuts.

Not only was he trying to pluck them, he was also tearing the fond off with his teeth. Lailah was weary of watching him do the whole drama.

He looked down at her at the question. She met his contoured face with hers. He seemed to had been caught off guard by the question she'd asked.

"Beg your pardon?"

He said. She chuckled. He could feel the strength of its wave on the neighboring branches. He wasn't in for the lady's game.

She hadn't explained to him yet why she made him have sex with her on the beach where anyone could pass through.

She made him have sex with her even without knowing him.

And after the whole scene of the previous day, she wouldn't let him work in peace.