Why did she still have the ring on? I would have sold it off long time if it was me…but I guess she wasn’t me. For all I know, she might have saved it for when it would pay off to have it or she might have broken up with her new dude and brought back the ring to torture Daniel’s emotions into believing she always had him in mind.
Maybe she’d say, you were always the one Dan. See the ring you gave me years ago…I never let it out of my sight. That would have been a very good line…or do I mean lie? But really, what was she thinking? You let a man like Daniel go easily and come back expecting him to still be crazy for you?
Oh hell no!
He was mine now…
And she called me his P.A?
My face scrunched up in anger the straightened out again. Okay I was his P.A kind of but it was just a one time thing…and it wasn’t even a real job…but then, P.A?
Oh hell no!
I left the table, my tea unfinished and bread and egg sandwich half eaten. I needed to see him. I was going to fight for him if I had to…Big Lola (Ohh she was all bootyish) wasn’t going to get any of Daniel. He was mine.
Mine and mine alone.
I marched to my room, a girl on a mission. Showered, dressed up and was out the door in a minute…leaving Kendra behind…in my wake wondering what was up with me.
I barged into Daniel’s house, Kendra style.
“Where is she?” I shouted before looking around. The sitting room was empty. Well, except for Daniel who was having a drink by the bar. He had heard me come in and tried to hide his glass of liquor but he wasn’t fast enough. God knows I didn’t care about him drinking then. I was a girl on a mission.
“Where’s she?” I asked again, this time staring straight at him. He seemed too slow for my liking so I left him there and went up the stairs in a rush. He followed too…saying incoherent words to my back. I wasn’t hearing him…I was a girl on a mission…the mission I was unable to complete even after I had searched the whole house…
There was no trace of her, the chick had already left…
Lucky her.
I bumped into Daniel as I turned around to leave the last room I had barged into and came back to my senses. Damn! I exclaimed in my mind. Dude followed me till the end. I wondered then how I must have looked, searching his entire house for the Lola girl and somehow I felt embarrassed but still angered.
I wanted him to say something first…maybe explain everything to me. We stared at each other for a while…just say something, anything, I kept telling him in my head. He looked like he was looking for the right words.
Dude! Here’s a chance to explain yourself to me, I began to scream at him…in my head. I was getting worked up. You were banging on my door wanting to talk and now nothing, I mean, here I am in front of you and you’re speechless.
Then his speechlessness wore off.
“Would you like a drink?” he asked.
I blinked. Would I like a drink? After all the thinking of words to say, would i…like a drink. At another time I would have jumped at the offer but then I only got angrier.
“I mean, after all the rushing about you’ve just done. You need to catch your breath. A drink will help.” He continued, obviously not seeing what it was doing to me.
“Oh hell no.” I said quietly, to nothing in particular and stormed downstairs and out of his house with him hurrying after me, asking me to please come back. I didn’t have my head in the right place then. All I wanted was to be far away from him…
And I went really far.
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