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Connor was waiting outside when we drove into his mansion. He opened the car door for us, I didn’t see it coming but Laurel was so happy to see him. She literally ran into his arms squealing with so much excitement.I alighted from the car, feeling awkward in my dress, waiting for Connor to notice me. He seemed completely taken by Laurel as they both spoke in silent whispers and giggles, totally lost in their own world.It frightened me a little. Asides from NK and Jody, Laurel had never softened to someone so easily this way. Blood was indeed thicker than water. I didn’t want her to have her heart broken like her mummy, I didn’t want her to feel so attached but at the end of the day watch him leave.“Even Laurie noticed that you look different today?” Connor commented, snapping me out of my thoughts. He was standing before me and I didn’t even know how he managed to get so close to me unawares.“What do you m
CONNOR. I had reserved a place as soon as she left my office the other day. It was a seven star hotel erected close to the sea, so one can be eating dinner while watching Dolphins play around from a close distance.I was hoping Grace would like it. I realized I didn’t really know much about her favourite stuffs but I was ready to know, and tonight, we would be starting afresh like new lovers. She dazzled in her beautiful silver gown that revealed an exquisite, hour-glass figure which she had been hiding behind those unflattering lose pants and office wears. And her hair took on a more serious shine, sitting up on her head in a bun with tendrils cascading down her well-sculptured forehead.I wish she would be this way all the time, even though all I could think of was loosing that bun and letting it fall with her in my arms.We stepped off the car and were led to the VVIP section by the manager of the hotel
GRACE“Stay with me,” he said with a voice heavy with yearning, a kind that resurrected the feelings I had killed and buried within myself years ago.Aside the fact that Connor Shelby had a charm and body that was too hard to resist, I couldn’t deny the glaring truth in me that I needed him. I needed him inside of me.I stared into his eyes after he said those words, and with all the courage I had been garnering ever since the moment we met at Dior’s Diner, I asked him to take me to his room.I saw a hint of surprise flit across his eyes as he took my hands and walked me out of Laurel’s room, quietly closing the door behind him to avoid waking her up.With our fingers still clasped together, he led me to the door next to Laurel’s room, turn the knob and pushed it open.I took a mental note of the room's vastness. It was dimly lit. A restrained smell of lavender welcomed me and had me dizzy in pleasurable k
CONNORMorning light filtered through the glass windows into my room. Grace laid peacefully on my arm, sleeping so soundly I didn’t want to wake her up. It was a Sunday. We could wake up as late as we wanted since neither of us had any serious work to do.Speaking of work, I reasoned I should make her quit her job. We were going to make it official soon and working in that sort of place wouldn’t suit her. Then there was the disturbing issue of leaving Laurel with people throughout the night just because of the peanuts they were paying there.We would talk about that later, but for now, I was relishing the striking view before me. Her head had resting on my arms all through the night, and now I didn’t wish to move the arm, even if I was starting to feel really uncomfortable. I had to continue watching peaceful face, her long lashes sticking out from beneath her closed eyelids, her hair sprawling on my arms and on the bedspread and her li
GRACEThe clothes Granny Thais bought for me was a simple black dress, a long, red coat as well as red matching underwears.It felt strange, I never had anyone pick out my clothes for me as long as I can remember, plus she did a great job as I loved everything she brought me. Just that the underwear were a bit too fancy. I dressed up quickly so I could go see Laurel, and when I was about to bound my hair back, Connor held my hand and made me turn to face him. “Leave it alone,” he said with an arousing dominance, “You look better with it down like this,” he let my hand drop then smoothened the hair to my back by patting it.He was dressed now in a simple dark grey sweater and denim jeans. His hair was still wet and down, almost touching his eyes, once again reminding me of his striking resemblance to Laurel. He gave me a cocky look as if he knew what I was thinking about. “Just say it, Ms. Budweiser, I look go
JODY.I hate grocery shopping. I would always choose shopping for clothes, shoes, bags and make-up over shopping for food items anytime any day. But unfortunately, today wasn’t one of the days I could choose.My refrigerator and kitchen cabinet were literally empty, not that there wasn’t money to get the things I needed but the energy and will to get them was totally absent. And I couldn’t always eat out.Ever since I left my parent’s, the responsibility of buying grocery for myself had been an adult thingy I'm yet to catch up with. Maybe that was why getting married or ‘settling down’ like my parents called was really difficult for me. And these days everything they talked about constantly found its way back to the topic of settling down and having kids. It was their biggest issue now, a bone of contention, the reason I had been avoiding going to visit them for over a month.“I don’t think y
As I made to dash after him, the cashier stopped me, “Your receipt ma’am. I’m done packing your items, here you go.” she announced handing me the three heavy bags.It took all the good-will in me not to flare up at her at that moment. Why would she accept someone else's credit card to pay for my own items? I dragged my heavy bags towards the exit without saying another word to her, hurling the bags towards my red Chevrolet which was parked just outside the shop.Before I knew what was happening, someone came from behind me and snatched two of the bags from me, relieving and annoying me at the same time.I twirled to see who it was, and you already know who, yeah, Marcus Grant, the new knight in shining rudeness.Thank goodness he hadn’t left already, I had to pay him back his money if that was the last thing on earth for me to do.“Marcus, you don’t—”“Where’s your car?”
GRACENK was looking womanly in her regular conservative style of finely tailored black trousers and white shirt with a long black coat. I bet she was only coming from home despite looking so sophisticated like she was going for a conference or something.She was black so her hair wasn’t straight like ours. It was extremely curly bunch of afro that stood on her head like a halo. She tied around the front with a tiny scarf, giving it a more organized look but I loved it anyway. She always tells me keeping an afro is the greatest headache on earth, still I wish I had it. She made herself comfortable on my long couch, holding a cup of coffee I just handed her as we caught up on the weather and other trivialities as we had promised each other during our college never to talk about important stuff when any of us is absent. It was totally childish of us back then, but we held on to it even as grown adults.Laurie had gone to bed early, few hours after Conn