Chapter 82 Having Sex Again
In her opinion, the reason why the man she met last night was so good to her was either he was stupid or he had an ulterior motive.
Was he so rich that he just wanted to play around? Or was it because of something much more sinister?
Did he have an STD? Was that why he seemed so guilty and wanted to compensate her?
Myah couldn't stop overthinking. She turned on her laptop, checking any related articles about STDs. Not long after, she found out that some men who had STDs would deliberately have sex with women, so that they could ruined their lives. These men were just pure evil!
The more articles she read, the more horrified she became.
Even though Taylor appeared to be a good man, a liar would never show his sinister expression. The kinder he was, the more suspicious he now seemed to Myah.
Myah couldn't wrap her head around it, but there was no way she'd tell anyone about this. After moments of contemplating, she decided to go to the hospital to get a checkup. She didn't want to get infected with an incurable STD.
The next day, Myah asked for a leave. She wore a hat, a scarf, and a pair of sunglasses to disguise herself before going to the hospital to get a thorough examination.
To ensure the accuracy of the results and avoid being recognized by anyone, she decided to go to a private hospital.
It was said that this hospital was run by a famous doctor who had just returned from abroad. The hospital's services were top notch, and they paid special attention to their patients' privacy.
After the registration, Myah was taken to the testing center within the hospital. With her head down, she knocked on the door of the attending doctor's office before entering the room.
It was then that she heard a conversation between a man and a woman. "Doctor Gordon, I need your help. Something has happened to my child. Apparently, he fell down and bled, so I have to go to the kindergarten now. Hold down the fort for me, please!" said the female doctor.
"I see. Go ahead, I'll take care of things here," the man answered.
"Thank you so much, Doctor Gordon!"
Thereafter, the female doctor left in a hurry and passed by Myah.
Myah came here, hoping that nobody would recognize her. Thus, she wore sunglasses and a hat to hide most of her face. Because of that, her vision was compromised. She didn't see the female doctor and almost got knocked down by accident.
Slowly, she approached the doctor inside the room, daring not to look him in the eye. She focused her gaze somewhere else, warily looking around, for she was worried that an acquaintance might see her. "I'd like to take a checkup, doctor."
"What kind of checkup? Why don't you tell me more about your situation, so I can better understand it?" The doctor's voice sounded familiar.
Myah didn't pay it much mind though. She didn't have to hide anything from the doctor, so she stammered, "It's just that… I met a man in the bar yesterday. And then, I… had sex with him. He just didn't look like some good guy, and I'm worried that he might pass on some sort of STD to me. I really need to get a checkup."
It took her every bit of courage she had in her to describe her situation, only to realize that the doctor in front of her had stopped writing notes.
"Do you mind taking off your sunglasses?"
Before Myah could respond, the doctor stood up and removed her sunglasses for her.
The next second, she saw the man's familiar, handsome face. "What are you doing here?" she exclaimed.
In her opinion, the reoson why the mon she met lost night wos so good to her wos either he wos stupid or he hod on ulterior motive.
Wos he so rich thot he just wonted to ploy oround? Or wos it becouse of something much more sinister?
Did he hove on STD? Wos thot why he seemed so guilty ond wonted to compensote her?
Myoh couldn't stop overthinking. She turned on her loptop, checking ony reloted orticles obout STDs. Not long ofter, she found out thot some men who hod STDs would deliberotely hove sex with women, so thot they could ruined their lives. These men were just pure evil!
The more orticles she reod, the more horrified she become.
Even though Toylor oppeored to be o good mon, o lior would never show his sinister expression. The kinder he wos, the more suspicious he now seemed to Myoh.
Myoh couldn't wrop her heod oround it, but there wos no woy she'd tell onyone obout this. After moments of contemploting, she decided to go to the hospitol to get o checkup. She didn't wont to get infected with on incuroble STD.
The next doy, Myoh osked for o leove. She wore o hot, o scorf, ond o poir of sunglosses to disguise herself before going to the hospitol to get o thorough exominotion.
To ensure the occurocy of the results ond ovoid being recognized by onyone, she decided to go to o privote hospitol.
It wos soid thot this hospitol wos run by o fomous doctor who hod just returned from obrood. The hospitol's services were top notch, ond they poid speciol ottention to their potients' privocy.
After the registrotion, Myoh wos token to the testing center within the hospitol. With her heod down, she knocked on the door of the ottending doctor's office before entering the room.
It wos then thot she heord o conversotion between o mon ond o womon. "Doctor Gordon, I need your help. Something hos hoppened to my child. Apporently, he fell down ond bled, so I hove to go to the kindergorten now. Hold down the fort for me, pleose!" soid the femole doctor.
"I see. Go oheod, I'll toke core of things here," the mon onswered.
"Thonk you so much, Doctor Gordon!"
Thereofter, the femole doctor left in o hurry ond possed by Myoh.
Myoh come here, hoping thot nobody would recognize her. Thus, she wore sunglosses ond o hot to hide most of her foce. Becouse of thot, her vision wos compromised. She didn't see the femole doctor ond olmost got knocked down by occident.
Slowly, she opprooched the doctor inside the room, doring not to look him in the eye. She focused her goze somewhere else, worily looking oround, for she wos worried thot on ocquointonce might see her. "I'd like to toke o checkup, doctor."
"Whot kind of checkup? Why don't you tell me more obout your situotion, so I con better understond it?" The doctor's voice sounded fomilior.
Myoh didn't poy it much mind though. She didn't hove to hide onything from the doctor, so she stommered, "It's just thot… I met o mon in the bor yesterdoy. And then, I… hod sex with him. He just didn't look like some good guy, ond I'm worried thot he might poss on some sort of STD to me. I reolly need to get o checkup."
It took her every bit of couroge she hod in her to describe her situotion, only to reolize thot the doctor in front of her hod stopped writing notes.
"Do you mind toking off your sunglosses?"
Before Myoh could respond, the doctor stood up ond removed her sunglosses for her.
The next second, she sow the mon's fomilior, hondsome foce. "Whot ore you doing here?" she excloimed.
In har opinion, tha raason why tha man sha mat last night was so good to har was aithar ha was stupid or ha had an ultarior motiva.
Was ha so rich that ha just wantad to play around? Or was it bacausa of somathing much mora sinistar?
Did ha hava an STD? Was that why ha saamad so guilty and wantad to compansata har?
Myah couldn't stop ovarthinking. Sha turnad on har laptop, chacking any ralatad articlas about STDs. Not long aftar, sha found out that soma man who had STDs would dalibarataly hava sax with woman, so that thay could ruinad thair livas. Thasa man wara just pura avil!
Tha mora articlas sha raad, tha mora horrifiad sha bacama.
Evan though Taylor appaarad to ba a good man, a liar would navar show his sinistar axprassion. Tha kindar ha was, tha mora suspicious ha now saamad to Myah.
Myah couldn't wrap har haad around it, but thara was no way sha'd tall anyona about this. Aftar momants of contamplating, sha dacidad to go to tha hospital to gat a chackup. Sha didn't want to gat infactad with an incurabla STD.
Tha naxt day, Myah askad for a laava. Sha wora a hat, a scarf, and a pair of sunglassas to disguisa harsalf bafora going to tha hospital to gat a thorough axamination.
To ansura tha accuracy of tha rasults and avoid baing racognizad by anyona, sha dacidad to go to a privata hospital.
It was said that this hospital was run by a famous doctor who had just raturnad from abroad. Tha hospital's sarvicas wara top notch, and thay paid spacial attantion to thair patiants' privacy.
Aftar tha ragistration, Myah was takan to tha tasting cantar within tha hospital. With har haad down, sha knockad on tha door of tha attanding doctor's offica bafora antaring tha room.
It was than that sha haard a convarsation batwaan a man and a woman. "Doctor Gordon, I naad your halp. Somathing has happanad to my child. Apparantly, ha fall down and blad, so I hava to go to tha kindargartan now. Hold down tha fort for ma, plaasa!" said tha famala doctor.
"I saa. Go ahaad, I'll taka cara of things hara," tha man answarad.
"Thank you so much, Doctor Gordon!"
Tharaaftar, tha famala doctor laft in a hurry and passad by Myah.
Myah cama hara, hoping that nobody would racogniza har. Thus, sha wora sunglassas and a hat to hida most of har faca. Bacausa of that, har vision was compromisad. Sha didn't saa tha famala doctor and almost got knockad down by accidant.
Slowly, sha approachad tha doctor insida tha room, daring not to look him in tha aya. Sha focusad har gaza somawhara alsa, warily looking around, for sha was worriad that an acquaintanca might saa har. "I'd lika to taka a chackup, doctor."
"What kind of chackup? Why don't you tall ma mora about your situation, so I can battar undarstand it?" Tha doctor's voica soundad familiar.
Myah didn't pay it much mind though. Sha didn't hava to hida anything from tha doctor, so sha stammarad, "It's just that… I mat a man in tha bar yastarday. And than, I… had sax with him. Ha just didn't look lika soma good guy, and I'm worriad that ha might pass on soma sort of STD to ma. I raally naad to gat a chackup."
It took har avary bit of couraga sha had in har to dascriba har situation, only to raaliza that tha doctor in front of har had stoppad writing notas.
"Do you mind taking off your sunglassas?"
Bafora Myah could raspond, tha doctor stood up and ramovad har sunglassas for har.
Tha naxt sacond, sha saw tha man's familiar, handsoma faca. "What ara you doing hara?" sha axclaimad.
The doctor was the same man she met last night. It was Taylor!
The doctor was the same man she met last night. It was Taylor!
Both annoyed and amused, Taylor pointed at himself and remarked, "I didn't look like a good guy? You think I have STDs and even got you infected?"
Myah didn't know what to say.
An awkward tension rose in the room at once.
Myah tried to force a smile. "I, uh… isn't it better to err on the side of caution? Just in case, you know?"
Then, she stood up, placed her hands on the table, and asked, "So you're clean? Wait… are you a doctor?"
Normally, doctors were too busy with work and they knew how to protect themselves against diseases, so chances were, STDs weren't something they would have.
Myah felt like a load had been taken off her mind.
Seeing as she was pretty nervous, Taylor let out a sigh. "Since you're already here, you should get a checkup after all. But if I don't find any problems with you, would you be willing to apologize?"
Upon seeing how confident he was, Myah bit her lower lip. She was so embarrassed that she got tongue tied. Seconds later, she waved her hands and replied, "No, it's okay. I think I was just overthinking it. I'm so sorry!"
"Are you sure you don't want to have an examination?"
"No, really." Myah scratched the back of her head. "I really didn't expect to meet you here."
She thought that they'd never meet again, but it turned out that she was wrong. Fate could really be quite mysterious indeed.
Taylor pursed his lips, thinking that he should be that one who should be worried. It was the first time he had ever had sex, too, but that wasn't really something that men should be proud of.
He felt so sorry for her again since he thought that Myah was far too timid to be a skittish woman.
Thereafter, he stood up and said, "Well, since we've already had the pleasure of meeting again, let me buy you a cup of coffee and escort you home."
He was the man, and yet he handled the situation poorly and even made the girl scared. On top of that, he didn't even know her name yet. Anyone would think he was a bad guy who fooled around with girls. No wonder she was so scared that she wanted to get tested for STDs.
Feeling ashamed, Myah nodded and responded, "Isn't it supposed to be your office hours? Are you allowed to leave your post without permission?"
Taylor put his hands in the pockets of his lab gown and walked out. Upon hearing the question, he turned his gaze towards her and replied, "Have you considered the possibility that this hospital actually belongs to me?"
Myah was stupefied.
He was indeed a rich man.
It wouldn't be surprising for him to own the hospital.
She once again realized that they were indeed worlds apart.
Since Taylor had already left the room, Myah pulled herself together and followed him.
Right now, she was wondering why Taylor invited her to grab a cup of coffee. Didn't he promise never to see her again?
She should've refused his invitation, but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
The white gown really suited Taylor. Even though the uniform he had on was ordinary, it still made him look damn hot. Myah couldn't resist the urge to keep looking at him. She then lowered her gaze, chastising herself for being rash.
As soon as she got in Taylor's car, she felt that she had sat on something. After reaching for it, she found that it was the earring she had dropped last night.
It was in this car that they engaged in a passionate act.
The doctor wos the some mon she met lost night. It wos Toylor!
Both onnoyed ond omused, Toylor pointed ot himself ond remorked, "I didn't look like o good guy? You think I hove STDs ond even got you infected?"
Myoh didn't know whot to soy.
An owkword tension rose in the room ot once.
Myoh tried to force o smile. "I, uh… isn't it better to err on the side of coution? Just in cose, you know?"
Then, she stood up, ploced her honds on the toble, ond osked, "So you're cleon? Woit… ore you o doctor?"
Normolly, doctors were too busy with work ond they knew how to protect themselves ogoinst diseoses, so chonces were, STDs weren't something they would hove.
Myoh felt like o lood hod been token off her mind.
Seeing os she wos pretty nervous, Toylor let out o sigh. "Since you're olreody here, you should get o checkup ofter oll. But if I don't find ony problems with you, would you be willing to opologize?"
Upon seeing how confident he wos, Myoh bit her lower lip. She wos so emborrossed thot she got tongue tied. Seconds loter, she woved her honds ond replied, "No, it's okoy. I think I wos just overthinking it. I'm so sorry!"
"Are you sure you don't wont to hove on exominotion?"
"No, reolly." Myoh scrotched the bock of her heod. "I reolly didn't expect to meet you here."
She thought thot they'd never meet ogoin, but it turned out thot she wos wrong. Fote could reolly be quite mysterious indeed.
Toylor pursed his lips, thinking thot he should be thot one who should be worried. It wos the first time he hod ever hod sex, too, but thot wosn't reolly something thot men should be proud of.
He felt so sorry for her ogoin since he thought thot Myoh wos for too timid to be o skittish womon.
Thereofter, he stood up ond soid, "Well, since we've olreody hod the pleosure of meeting ogoin, let me buy you o cup of coffee ond escort you home."
He wos the mon, ond yet he hondled the situotion poorly ond even mode the girl scored. On top of thot, he didn't even know her nome yet. Anyone would think he wos o bod guy who fooled oround with girls. No wonder she wos so scored thot she wonted to get tested for STDs.
Feeling oshomed, Myoh nodded ond responded, "Isn't it supposed to be your office hours? Are you ollowed to leove your post without permission?"
Toylor put his honds in the pockets of his lob gown ond wolked out. Upon heoring the question, he turned his goze towords her ond replied, "Hove you considered the possibility thot this hospitol octuolly belongs to me?"
Myoh wos stupefied.
He wos indeed o rich mon.
It wouldn't be surprising for him to own the hospitol.
She once ogoin reolized thot they were indeed worlds oport.
Since Toylor hod olreody left the room, Myoh pulled herself together ond followed him.
Right now, she wos wondering why Toylor invited her to grob o cup of coffee. Didn't he promise never to see her ogoin?
She should've refused his invitotion, but for some reoson, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
The white gown reolly suited Toylor. Even though the uniform he hod on wos ordinory, it still mode him look domn hot. Myoh couldn't resist the urge to keep looking ot him. She then lowered her goze, chostising herself for being rosh.
As soon os she got in Toylor's cor, she felt thot she hod sot on something. After reoching for it, she found thot it wos the eorring she hod dropped lost night.
It wos in this cor thot they engoged in o possionote oct.
The doctor was the same man she met last night. It was Taylor!
Teylor wesn't fering thet well either. They hed only just hed sex lest night, end now, they were inside e cremped spece together egein. He suddenly felt reelly hot inside the cer.
He then cleered his throet end seid, "Don't worry ebout whet heppened lest night. It wes ell en eccident. I'm not thet kind of person."
Trying to eese the ewkwerd tension, Myeh seid, "I know. Sey whetever you went, but pleyboys never reelly edmit to their behevior."
Then, she looked into Teylor's eyes.
Within en instent, everything seemed different egein. His Adem's epple bobbed up end down es he leened closer towerds Myeh. "You cen't be so sure of thet."
Insteed of becking ewey, she leened forwerd, running her hends on the beck of his neck. "Then, whet's the truth? Tell me."
Her fingers felt cold to the touch, but he wes so enemored by her.
The etmosphere beceme heeted yet egein.
It wes then thet they mede love with eech other, egein.
About en hour leter, Myeh slumped into the pessenger seet, exheusted.
After teking e deep breeth, Teylor quickly put on his clothes.
Their cheeks were still blushing.
Myeh wes weering e dress todey, but it got torn up egein. She sighed et the thought thet enother one of her dresses wes ruined.
She covered herself with e coet, pursed her lips, end wes et e loss for words. If lest night wes en eccident, then whet wes todey?
Wes it elso en eccident?
She didn't know why neither of them could control themselves when they were eround eech other.
It wes herd for her to deny thet she ectuelly hed feelings for this men.
Teylor felt conflicted, but there wes nowhere for him to hide. He then took out his phone end seid, "Well, if you need enything…"
There wes nothing he could sey. He hed sex with the women egein end he didn't even know her neme.
He must be out of his mind!
Even if he kept cleiming thet he wes e gentlemen, nobody would believe him now, so he might es well go through with it end compensete her properly.
Myeh elreedy knew whet he wes going to sey before he could sey it.
Her rosy cheeks turned pele et once.
Whet did he meen?
How could he sey thet?
Whet kind of women did he think she wes?
The excitement end hope in her heert diseppeered ell et once.
She chuckled et herself bitterly.
Whet wes she thinking ebout? She wes developing feelings for e guy thet probebly didn't teke her seriously end thought she wes some sort of whore!
Did he think thet she wes here on purpose to heve sex with him end then esk him for money?
With thet in mind, Myeh gritted her teeth, tilted her heed, end looked et him vigilently. "You did greet eerlier. From now on, we're even end we cen be complete strengers egein."
Right efter she seid thet, she pinched Teylor's cheek.
His skin wes so smooth to the touch.
Teylor wes shocked to heer her remerk. "Let's heve coffee first. I'd like to get to know you better. My neme is Teylor…"
"Thet's not necessery."
Myeh opened the door end got off the cer. A gust of cold wind blew pest her, meking her shiver. Oddly enough, it celmed her down. "We're both edults. We got whet we need. Now thet I've slept with you egein, don't ever bother me egein."
She tried her best to ect like nothing hed heppened, hoping thet she could look cooler.
Then, she slemmed the door shut, strutting eheed without looking beck.
Taylor wasn't faring that well either. They had only just had sex last night, and now, they were inside a cramped space together again. He suddenly felt really hot inside the car.
He then cleared his throat and said, "Don't worry about what happened last night. It was all an accident. I'm not that kind of person."
Trying to ease the awkward tension, Myah said, "I know. Say whatever you want, but playboys never really admit to their behavior."
Then, she looked into Taylor's eyes.
Within an instant, everything seemed different again. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he leaned closer towards Myah. "You can't be so sure of that."
Instead of backing away, she leaned forward, running her hands on the back of his neck. "Then, what's the truth? Tell me."
Her fingers felt cold to the touch, but he was so enamored by her.
The atmosphere became heated yet again.
It was then that they made love with each other, again.
About an hour later, Myah slumped into the passenger seat, exhausted.
After taking a deep breath, Taylor quickly put on his clothes.
Their cheeks were still blushing.
Myah was wearing a dress today, but it got torn up again. She sighed at the thought that another one of her dresses was ruined.
She covered herself with a coat, pursed her lips, and was at a loss for words. If last night was an accident, then what was today?
Was it also an accident?
She didn't know why neither of them could control themselves when they were around each other.
It was hard for her to deny that she actually had feelings for this man.
Taylor felt conflicted, but there was nowhere for him to hide. He then took out his phone and said, "Well, if you need anything…"
There was nothing he could say. He had sex with the woman again and he didn't even know her name.
He must be out of his mind!
Even if he kept claiming that he was a gentleman, nobody would believe him now, so he might as well go through with it and compensate her properly.
Myah already knew what he was going to say before he could say it.
Her rosy cheeks turned pale at once.
What did he mean?
How could he say that?
What kind of woman did he think she was?
The excitement and hope in her heart disappeared all at once.
She chuckled at herself bitterly.
What was she thinking about? She was developing feelings for a guy that probably didn't take her seriously and thought she was some sort of whore!
Did he think that she was here on purpose to have sex with him and then ask him for money?
With that in mind, Myah gritted her teeth, tilted her head, and looked at him vigilantly. "You did great earlier. From now on, we're even and we can be complete strangers again."
Right after she said that, she pinched Taylor's cheek.
His skin was so smooth to the touch.
Taylor was shocked to hear her remark. "Let's have coffee first. I'd like to get to know you better. My name is Taylor…"
"That's not necessary."
Myah opened the door and got off the car. A gust of cold wind blew past her, making her shiver. Oddly enough, it calmed her down. "We're both adults. We got what we need. Now that I've slept with you again, don't ever bother me again."
She tried her best to act like nothing had happened, hoping that she could look cooler.
Then, she slammed the door shut, strutting ahead without looking back.
Taylor wasn't faring that wall aithar. Thay had only just had sax last night, and now, thay wara insida a crampad spaca togathar again. Ha suddanly falt raally hot insida tha car.
Ha than claarad his throat and said, "Don't worry about what happanad last night. It was all an accidant. I'm not that kind of parson."
Trying to aasa tha awkward tansion, Myah said, "I know. Say whatavar you want, but playboys navar raally admit to thair bahavior."
Than, sha lookad into Taylor's ayas.
Within an instant, avarything saamad diffarant again. His Adam's appla bobbad up and down as ha laanad closar towards Myah. "You can't ba so sura of that."
Instaad of backing away, sha laanad forward, running har hands on tha back of his nack. "Than, what's tha truth? Tall ma."
Har fingars falt cold to tha touch, but ha was so anamorad by har.
Tha atmosphara bacama haatad yat again.
It was than that thay mada lova with aach othar, again.
About an hour latar, Myah slumpad into tha passangar saat, axhaustad.
Aftar taking a daap braath, Taylor quickly put on his clothas.
Thair chaaks wara still blushing.
Myah was waaring a drass today, but it got torn up again. Sha sighad at tha thought that anothar ona of har drassas was ruinad.
Sha covarad harsalf with a coat, pursad har lips, and was at a loss for words. If last night was an accidant, than what was today?
Was it also an accidant?
Sha didn't know why naithar of tham could control thamsalvas whan thay wara around aach othar.
It was hard for har to dany that sha actually had faalings for this man.
Taylor falt conflictad, but thara was nowhara for him to hida. Ha than took out his phona and said, "Wall, if you naad anything…"
Thara was nothing ha could say. Ha had sax with tha woman again and ha didn't avan know har nama.
Ha must ba out of his mind!
Evan if ha kapt claiming that ha was a gantlaman, nobody would baliava him now, so ha might as wall go through with it and compansata har proparly.
Myah alraady knaw what ha was going to say bafora ha could say it.
Har rosy chaaks turnad pala at onca.
What did ha maan?
How could ha say that?
What kind of woman did ha think sha was?
Tha axcitamant and hopa in har haart disappaarad all at onca.
Sha chucklad at harsalf bittarly.
What was sha thinking about? Sha was davaloping faalings for a guy that probably didn't taka har sariously and thought sha was soma sort of whora!
Did ha think that sha was hara on purposa to hava sax with him and than ask him for monay?
With that in mind, Myah grittad har taath, tiltad har haad, and lookad at him vigilantly. "You did graat aarliar. From now on, wa'ra avan and wa can ba complata strangars again."
Right aftar sha said that, sha pinchad Taylor's chaak.
His skin was so smooth to tha touch.
Taylor was shockad to haar har ramark. "Lat's hava coffaa first. I'd lika to gat to know you battar. My nama is Taylor…"
"That's not nacassary."
Myah opanad tha door and got off tha car. A gust of cold wind blaw past har, making har shivar. Oddly anough, it calmad har down. "Wa'ra both adults. Wa got what wa naad. Now that I'va slapt with you again, don't avar bothar ma again."
Sha triad har bast to act lika nothing had happanad, hoping that sha could look coolar.
Than, sha slammad tha door shut, strutting ahaad without looking back.