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Boma followed Sharon into a spacious kitchen. She felt the coolness of the air and managed to hide her surprise seeing that the place was air-conditioned. It was a far cry from what she was used to and she liked it. The kitchen in her home was kept cool by good old ventilation.She managed to avoid gaping at the lavish modern kitchen and concentrate on the matter at hand.Sharon ushered her to a seat at the table situated in a corner of the kitchen."How may I help you?" she asked, taking a seat before her.Boma opened her mouth, ready to report the true nature of her relationship with Donovan but found herself tongue-tied. How would that help her? she wondered. Gosh, she was losing sight of the main goal."I uh... lost my phone, so I was going to say hi to your cousin using yours. There's an email I need to send to him and...""Sorry, but can't you use D's phone? And which cousin of mine are you talking about? Is it Fidelis? I know he was in the same school with D which is probably wh
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Donovan opened the door, making her go inside as he followed behind her. Boma's mind stayed focused on coming up with a good explanation, knowing he would not let it go until he got something out of her. Once they were inside, he whisked her around to face him. "What were you guys talking about that Fidelis' name had to be mentioned?" Boma stared at him, still wondering about what to say. "Why- why don't you ask your sister?" A look of incredulity darkened his eyes. "Are you looking for trouble?" She forced a smile, trying to make light of the situation. "I was just kidding." He remained unfazed. "Do I look like I'm playing with you? " The forced smile disappeared from her face, replaced by nervousness. "Start talking," he said somewhat impatiently."She asked- she asked if I got a chance to meet him before he changed school and I was responding to that." Boma hopes she sounded convincing. "I think that's why you heard his name." "Hmm. And what did you tell her?" "I said y
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Donovan took Boma by the hand and led her to the Dinner table which Sharon had set. Jane said the grace before they began to eat and there was a chorused Amen from everyone seated at the table.Boma was not surprised that they were Christians and of the Faith just as she was. Norwood was vastly dominated by Christians.Boma watched the family begin consuming their meal using the formal cutlery eating manners. She observed that Sharon was the only one using just her fork.Emboldened that she would not be the only one eating the informal way, Boma picked up her fork and was about to dig in when she heard Donovan curtly addressing Sharon."What are you doing, kiddo?""Eating," Sharon mumbled defensively."Of course, I know you're eating. Why are you eating like that?""What are you talking about?""Do not patronize me. Are you going to pretend you don't know what I'm talking about? Is that how you eat in this house now?"Sharon frowned, a whiny look furrowing her brows. “I don't feel like
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Memories of Donovan’s wrath reminded her of the seriousness of her present situation. Donovan was a guy that didn’t hesitate to slap her on their first meeting.Remembering that, she dumped the clothes hanging on her arm onto the bed. Then she quickly undressed, foraged through her bag, and retrieved a pencil jean skirt.She found her inner tight and wore it beneath her skirt. Then she wore the blouse that she had picked out earlier. Her bag was unorganized by the time she was done and she didn’t like that, but she knew she needed to save time.Boma left her things unkept, found her crossbody purse, slipped her legs into a pair of sandals, and hastily exited the bedroom.She managed to find her way down the stairs and out to the main door. Standing outside the house, she panicked as she didn’t see Donovan around.She looked towards the parking lot but she didn’t see him. She walked down the porch stairs and sighted him at the end of the swimming pool where he was making a call as he ma
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The girl smiled at Boma who managed to return her smile even though she was not in a good mood because of Donovan’s controlling behavior. Boma’s eyes briefly fell on the mirror. Her eyes lingered on the reflection of the ring on her finger, a constant reminder of Donovan. She wished that she could get rid of it but she knew better than to do so. “You’re so lucky.” Boma heard the girl comment, distracting her from her thoughts. Boma found herself facing the girl and giving her attention, even as she remembered Donovan’s warning not to talk to strangers. She waved his warning aside. He was just being paranoid as far as she was concerned. She was also quite stunned by the girl’s upfront manner and bluntness. “Why do you say that?” she asked. “Your boyfriend. That guy is your boyfriend, right?” Boma opened her mouth, and thought about denying it but ended up admitting it with a nod. “He’s handsome and generous too. No one needs to tell me he is rich. I can see he is. I want a guy l
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At Donovan’s pronouncement, Boma stared at him, incredulous. What on earth was he talking about? He had to be joking.“You look shocked.” he was amused at her speechlessness. But he wasn’t surprised at her reaction. It was normal given the circumstances. “Why are you shocked?”“Young guys barely talk about marriage.” She replied and he scoffed.“Hmm. I know right?” he shrugged mindlessly. “But not me. I have always desired to start early. I want to raise my children when I’m young and full of energy. Children are a handful. I want to have a life after they are grown and on their own. I am almost twenty-two. So, if I start by next year, I will be forty-two or so when my first child is my age right now. And if my child starts early like me, imagine, I will be a grandpa by the time I am fifty-two or something. I will then be a young grandpa.”Boma could not find her voice as she listened to his plans.“What do you think?” he asked with a self-satisfied smirk on his lips.Boma swallowed ha
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Back inside the room, Boma met Donovan lying on the bed with a sleeping eye mask over his eyes. He pulled up the mask, letting it rest on his forehead as she walked inside.He was bare-chested with designer boxers on. He was male perfection lying there, tall, fit…and dangerous her head reminded her. His attention was focused on her and she stood before the bed with feelings of nerviness starting to consume her. She didn’t know when she would ever get over her fear of him.“Were you there to sleep or hang out?” he questioned.“I wanted to hang out but I felt sleepy.” She lied. She could tell that he doubted her words as he stared at her probingly.“Were you just trying to avoid me?”Boma shook her head, denying the truth he was trying to figure out. His searching gaze stayed fixed on her, telling her that he didn’t believe her. But then she also noticed the hint of a smirk on his face. She was a bit relieved that he was not getting angry as she had feared.“Are you afraid that I’m going
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In the morning, Boma woke up, feeling rested. Upon rolling on her side, she discovered that Donovan was not beside her on the bed.She sat up on the bed and decided to freshen up quickly so that by the time he got back inside the room, she would be done. She was still feeling self-conscious about his presence when having to bathe or change her clothes around him. She was used to enjoying her privacy. Even if she was sharing the room with a girl, she was still self-conscious about things like that. She fondly recalled Hilda teasingly calling her a body hider.Boma hastily climbed off the bed and listened for sounds in the bathroom. She heard nothing as she stood by the door. Then she knocked on it to confirm that no one was inside. She got no response and put the moment to good use.She prepared for the day, brushing her teeth and having her bath. She finished dressing up in casual house-wear before checking her new phone.Boma saw that her phone was fully charged and had been unplugged
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