eering wheel at the reminder, he forced himself to banish thoughts of him, their parting and the events of today. But the images came r

turned to the heavy glass door with a security officer holding a metal detector he used to scan a man before

is wrist and a muffled sound slipped from him. Good thing Nene had come downstair

ran wild and his shoulders sagged in relief when Nene knocked on his window. Her arms assaulted him once h

is laps. Her questions died when Naza kissed her. He ravaged her mouth with a deep hunger until they had to

ng on? How

forehead to hers, basking in her presence. “I had a bad day.” His eyes searched

pick her up from work, discuss his troubles and return home with the favourite snack of the woman he loved made him feel whole. Complete in a way he never felt as a

was work?” Nene’s face scrunched, he pecked her jaw, the birthmark, one of his favourite spots. “You don’t h

h in his jeans, he released a grateful sigh when she slipped to the passenger seat. His eyes lingered on th

en Nene straightened up, sadly cutting short his view of her cleavage, he grunte

images of Chuza’s sexcapades. Sometimes, his body reacted and this was one of those times. He wanted to cover the distance between them

staring at

inking rapidly to erase whatever look she saw. His gaze travelled the length of her body until she poked h

nd thighs he caught when they visited the gyms and those happened by chance. Against the reasonable part of him, he found himself wond

you can’t satisfy her, she will cheat. Women love a man who can work their bodie

his sexual prowess, or lack of it. Their make-out session involved kisses and lots of cuddles. They agreed to wait until their wedding ni

y and friends or finding the ring in her meal while at a garden was more her style. He had already begun the

g a hand in front of his f

inking of you.” The grin she blessed him with chased his worries, she would love all of him. “Have you eaten

drifted to her collarbones, it was more visible than

h a nod. Her food remained on her lap, he unwrapped it and brought out the box of fish and chips. The arom

lly ready for the arguments that would follow. Her dream job was owning a catering school while his was being a stay-at-home father. Bl

his voice light with sarcasm. She pouted. He might ha

beamed at her. Moses was right. “Did you see that story on Twitter?” His eyebrows creased, she made a sho

rstand what got into him.” Anger fuelled her next statement, her head tilted in his direction, holding his gaze captive. “How can you walk

unt him. He gulped, a fake smile plastered on his face while she gazed at him in adoration and utmost gratitude. If he hadn’t lied, sh

ave found out about his death on Twitter. Depressed by the thought made worse b

Naz.” She pushed her braids over one shoulder, batted

ed and the air was heavy with their happiness. Naza w

around his jaw, she drew him close. Her voice lowered to a whisper, breath fanned

to start the car. He could hear Nene laughing at him but he refused to spare th

she touched his neck but maintained his gaze on the

d. “Just so you know, you’re the baking soda in my cake.” As cheesy as it sounded, her compliment warmed him and he smiled so much his cheek

s. They chorused the love song throughout the ride to his house with exchanged looks and a wide grin plaster

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