SEKANI: At the back of my head, there was only one thing on repeat. That I had to run away from this man. That he wasn't at all good for me. That he was bad for me and I hated that I kept suppressing those thoughts that nothing else mattered. I remembered my first kiss. Sean was my first kiss. I could barely get a kiss from anyone in high school and each time I heard Sekani talk about the magical kiss she'd shared with her boyfriend in high school, I was curious to know how it felt. Although Luca had offered to give me that experience, I had turned him down. Hell, he was my best friend. Why would he want to ruin what we had for a mere kiss? So I started out with my first kissing experience. I started with the nerds who found me interesting enough to talk to but neither of them seemed to get the hint or were too nervous to kiss Sekani Salvador. Then I tried finding that kiss amongst the nonexistent students but they seemed to hate my braces. So I gave up. I didn't worry ab
SEKANI: I slept off after giving myself a much-needed orgasm. I did everything possible to make sure I didn't think of what transpired between me and Sean. It was only going to prove what Luca had said was right and I felt genuinely ashamed of myself for even allowing things to go that way. I slept off minutes later, waking up to the shrill ring of my alarm during the early hours of the morning. Turning over, with eyes still closed, I grabbed my phone and swiped my screen before letting it drop to the bed. Another ten minutes wasn't going to hurt or get me fired. So I enjoyed the few minutes I had left, getting every sleep I could at least catch before it rang once again. Letting out a groan and almost bursting into tears, I snatched my phone and opened my eyes, sitting up in the process. "Why do I have to go to work today?" I groaned, falling back into the bed and spreading my legs out like a little child relaxing on a Saturday morning. Wait... Today
SEKANI: "Ma'am, your right foot." I placed my right foot into the hands of the woman seated before me. She placed it on a plush footpad and began to apply a white coat of gel polish on my feet. I stared down at my nails, sighing and almost kissing her but I held back from doing that with everyone constantly staring at the CEO of Ultra Media. It was why I hated being here. The eyes. But with a nail tech this good, I could ignore a few hours of just letting them stare. Once I was done, I paid her, making sure I tipped her handsomely for a job well done. She waved me goodbye, along with the other women who were pretending not to have been staring at me. I also waved at them before walking out of the shop and making my way to the hairstylist. She didn't take much time, as my hair was still very well down. All she did was add a few highlights before I made my way out of the salon to my last stop which was the boutique. Two hours and several dresses later, I arri
SEAN: Mya, after about an hour, could take a few laps with my supervision and just half a lap unsupervised. A few times, I'd caught her before she dropped to the bottom, bringing her back up as we both shared deep laughter. "I can do it, Daddy!" Mya slipped out of my hold and I relaxed, watching as she struggled to finish to the end. I floated right behind her and pulled her out of the water before sitting her on the concrete slab. "How are you both enjoying your swimming lessons?" Sekani asked, stepping out through the french doors with s towel hanging around her shoulders. She was fully dressed so I guessed she had brought the towels for either me or Mya. "Having fun, mum!" Mya called from where she stood. "I can now swim on my own, yayy!" "Oh, that's nice," Sekani replied, briefly glancing at me with an unreadable expression before she took a seat on the lounge. She was wearing a sundress that barely reached her knees. That way, I could peek at her flawless skin
SEKANI: I woke up in a cold room and a blanket over my body. It was the comfiest I'd felt since I slept in this room. The room was dark, with light pouring out of the bathroom door that had been left slightly ajar. I could tell there was no one in the room because I didn't hear sounds of movements or the sorts. Sighing, I threw back my head and yawned the loudest before throwing back the covers and climbing out of the bed before I stepped into the bathroom to wash my face. From how damp the glass walls of the bathroom felt, I could tell that Sean had been in there moments ago. Pressing into the liquid face wash dispenser, I bent low and slathered it over my face before washing it off, drying it up with a towel, and leaving the bathroom. I slipped out of my old clothes and put on a clean pair of shorts and a tank top. I wasn't in the mood to wear anything restrictive. Just as I stepped into the hallway, the smell of something meaty cooking wafted into my nose. I
SEKANI: Leaving the kitchen was a relief for me. I could still feel the tenseness in my bones as I set the cup on the table beside Mya who had now taken out her color book and was doing all the painting. I poured her half a cup of drink and handed it over to her, smiling when she leaned over to kiss me on the cheek. Then I sat back, handing suitable colors to her as I watched her paint. It was really a beautiful sight and I couldn't even hold back my smile as she continued to colour. And by the time we were almost done, Sean popped his head out to announce that he was done cooking, causing Mya to leave whatever she was doing and zip towards the kitchen. Sean hung around and I knew he did because I could feel his gaze on me as I faced the book before me and pretended not to see him. "Are you going to join us or do you want to keep avoiding me because of what happened back in the kitchen?" "I don't really care about that," I laughed, feigning interest in Mya's colo
SEKANI: "I am going to tempt you so bad you find yourself crawling to me. You'll find yourself begging me to touch you. You'll find yourself sexually depraved. But until then, I guess you should start preparing to resist me." I shook those thoughts from my head. This was like the hundredth time I was thinking of it and I didn't know exactly how that made me feel. Or did I? No, I didn't. It wasn't desire or yearning I felt towards him. It was a surprise. Genuine surprised at what he had said. And no, I didn't stare at him for most of last night while he slept peacefully. I didn't find myself needing to crawl into his arms, knowing fully well he was going to sleepily pull me in. I also didn't find myself taking in his muscular build, tracing my eyes down his muscles and the crevices of his perfectly sculpted body. Instead, what I did was play candy crush to distract myself and in less than five minutes, I had fallen asleep but not after I had spent over an hour wat
SEKANI: Sean was done in less than fifteen minutes. I was surprised at the speed he used in getting dressed. Well, all he wore was a pair of tracksuits with something similar on top. "You didn't tell me you're their new coach," I mentioned to him the moment we slipped into the car. All geared up like this would have mothers mistaking you for their coach. "But I am not," He shrugged and laughed. "Today's a Saturday and our daughter has a match. I only dressed this way in the spirit of today's match. I'm sure other fathers would dress this way too." "Oh, they won't," I laughed. "And they're never at the girls' football matches." Sean frowned. "Are you serious?" I nodded. "Yes. They don't think their daughters are worth watching. So it's always the mothers attending. The fathers only ever attend when it's their sons playing." "Totally sexist and patriarchal but let's not say anything about it." He shrugged and shook his head, shutting the door before he revve