GLENDA'S POVI paid the littlest of my attention to what happened all through Jane's dress fitting. I was only physically present as my mind was elsewhere; Maurice's kiss.It had to be the sweetest thing I had ever experienced. The taste of Maurice's lips was like nothing I had ever tasted. A delicious blend of variant flavors.The hardness of his body pressed possessively against mine. His strong protective arms wrapped around me, steadying me and preventing my legs from giving way.His slow sensual assault on my lips. The twisting of our tongues as he dug his into mine. Just recalling the kiss made me shiver and I felt a wetness building between my legs.How could a kiss affect someone so much? So much that the effect lingered long even after the kiss.I still felt the sudden wetness in my core whenever I thought about it. What I'd give for Maurice to kiss me like that again. I wondered what could have happened if we had not been interrupted by that knock. My mind was no longer th
MAURICE'S POV I froze at the sight of Glenda in Albert's arms. She even had her arms snaked around his neck. The sight was sickening causing rage to drown my core. I wanted to yank Albert's arms away from Glenda and rip him apart in bits. I stood fixated, staring, hoping and wishing that Albert would drop dead at the intensity of my glares. I felt a hand touch my arm. I turned to my side and Lucy was standing beside me. “What drama is she putting up this time?” She asked in a whisper. “It's swelling quickly. Where is Jane and the ice pack?” Grace sounded worried as she stared at Glenda's leg propped on the sofa with a throw pillow. It was after Grace's announcement that it struck me what was more important. I was so consumed in my rage and hatred for Albert that I ignored Glenda's injured foot. She must be in a lot of pain. I moved closer just as Jane returned with the ice pack. “I couldn't find any packs in the treatment box so I had to improvise.” Jane explained the reason fo
GLENDA'S POVAlbert again helped me to my room and all the while,Maurice was nowhere to be found. Albert tucked me in like the perfect gentleman that he was and I couldn't be more grateful to him.I laid in bed hoping that Maurice would come, but he never came. I guess he won't be bothered even if I had dropped dead. I should have stopped him from kissing me. Then maybe he wouldn't have had any reason to stay away from me. Maybe if we hadn't kissed, then maybe he'd be here with me, bothering me like he always did. So many ifs and wishes, but none of them came true.I drifted off to sleep after long hours of wallowing in the pain of the heart-wrenching rejection Maurice had dished me.I woke up with the urgent need to use the restroom but I was alone and I had a bad leg. The need increased by the moment and I wished someone would come.I turned my head sharply to the door when I heard the door knob turn, but my joy fell when I saw who it was.I wasn't certain if Grace would help me as
MAURICE'S POV “Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?” Everything about Sam screamed anger.“If you had mentioned this earlier, I would have severed all ties with that bastard!” “And that's exactly what I didn't want you to do, Sam… I didn't want you to destroy a friendship that existed before my arrival.” “What do you mean by before your arrival ... You are my brother for God's sake! He should have respected that! You are my brother first!” He declared vehemently.“Sam, I really don't hold a grudge against him.” I said with all sincerity.“But he does! He holds a grudge against you for something that he did wrong! How could he have had an affair with Lois?!” “He said I cheated him.” “But you didn't! He doubled crossed you. You two had an agreement to buy the stock. It was a fifty-fifty deal. But he went ahead and bought all of them without informing you. So what was your fault?” Sam was very livid.“I didn't tell him it was a bad deal. When I found out the stocks was a dead e
GLENDA'S POVJane and Grace were having a hard time taking me down the stairs. Maybe it was because our three bodies were going down the narrow stairs at the same time.“We'll probably have to move you to a room on the ground floor.” Grace suggested. She seemed to be out of breath and I wondered if I was so weighty.“Am I that fat?” Jane tittered at my question. “You're not. Grace has never lifted anything in her life.”“Why don't you just tell her my secret. I'm lazy.” Grace lightly chided while Jane and I laughed.“Where is that husband of yours?” Jane asked. “He should be doing this.”I failed at trying to hide the sadness that immediately clothed my eyes after hearing Jane ask about Maurice. I had no inkling on the whereabouts of Maurice. He didn't return last night. He had probably spent his night in the arms of Lucy. The thought of him with Lucy weighed heavy on my mind and I felt the onset of crippling jealousy stir within me.I really should put my emotions in check. Why sho
MAURICE'S POV I walked into the scene of Albert swiping a napkin over Glenda's lips. I clenched my jaw as a viral jealousy enveloped every cell of my body, spreading its poison very quickly.I didn't know what Albert was doing or why he was doing that, but his slow movement was just too sensual for my liking. And the fact that Glenda just sat there entertaining him, only added to my fury.As I stood there watching them in anger, I felt a familiar touch on my arm.“I was expecting you last night. You didn't come.” Lucy said softly.I gave her a half glance as I spoke to her. “I had some things to settle with Sam. I didn't finish early.”My gaze was torn between Lucy and the duo at the table, with more of my attention peeled on the two people seated at the table.A thought struck me and I snapped my head to Lucy. “How about I make it up to you. Join me for breakfast?”My invitation to Lucy earned me a big bright smile from her. I curved my elbow to her and she snaked her hand through,
GLENDA'S POV“Get out of here!”Those were the last words I said to Maurice. He left the room when I began throwing pillows at him. He never said anything and I never saw him again for days until the wedding.I kept to myself and remained in the room for most of the time. I asked to have meals sent up to me. And when Jane would insist I came down for some fresh air, I avoided Maurice like a plaque.I think he did the same. Avoid me. Because I never once caught a glimpse of him even by mistake.I missed him. It was a sad truth I hated to admit, despite the fact that I was mad at him. Maurice had said hurtful things to me. He insulted me and questioned my character. How could he think so lowly of me?I cried myself to sleep every night. The words Maurice had hurled at me had to be counted as one of the most hurtful things to happen in my life.I couldn't believe how I went from happy to deep immersed sadness so quickly. I was beginning to think I had gone past that cruel phase of my li
MAURICE'S POV It has been days since I last spoke to Glenda, but I saw her everyday. I checked up on her, ensuring she never skipped a meal and monitoring the progress of her ankle. With the way she sent me out of her room that day, I was certain she didn't want to ever see me again. She was so mad at me and I regretted saying those hurtful things to her. I couldn't blame her. I would be mad at myself too. That's why I gave her space. Time to heal from the pain that I caused her. I took rounds greeting the guests that had arrived for Sam's wedding. Some were old acquaintances I had not seen in a very long time. Others, new friends Sam had made after I left. I may have seemed very focused on the people I was talking to, but I wasn't. I barely took my gaze away from her. She held my attention immensely. Seated alone at one of the round tables, hair packed into a neat bun that highlighted her perfect slender neck with a few teasing strands draping the sides of her face. And clad i