Rosa had been quiet the past few days and she said little about her plans for winter break. A car was picking me up in the morning. Rosa's family was sending a car midafternoon.

We hadn't been separated for more than a few hours since the first week of school. It was strange. She was simply part of my life. She fit. I refused to think of my marriage to Isabella.

“Is a car coming for you or is your family?” I asked her after giving her two orgasms as a going away ...