I have thought about buying a dog for a while but I don't know if I would manage taking care of it with my busy schedule. I would want to come back from work to something or someone. Now that I live alone, the house feels so empty sometimes.I take off my coat and tie unbuttoning a few buttons before my phone rings. I reach for it from my pockets not caring to check the caller ID."Crescent." The quivering voice of Henley catches my attention immediately."Hen..Henley, are you alright?" I ask."No." The answer makes my heart constrict."What happened? Did he hurt you? Where are you?" I ask incoherently."We had an argument with Brad." she starts. I feel my chest heave with anger. I knew fucking Chad was up to no good."Did he lay hands on you because I swear...""No." she cuts me short."What happened Henley?" I quip impatiently. If he laid hands on her, I am going to kill him."I had this pregnant scare today. When I told him, he lashed out. We had a heated argument and then he drove
I feel something heavy on top of me when I stir up. I quickly open my eyes scanning the room before I come face to face with dark brown hair. The soft snore vibrating against my chest makes me realise how we ended up in such a compromising position. We watched die hard 2, 3 but through 4, Della fell asleep. I made her sleep on my lap not wanting to wake her up. I might have dozed off too.However the position we are in is kind of weird. I smooth my hand through her hair. Soft, silky and long is how it feels. Della moans a little when I do it again. I can't believe she is still this soundly asleep. I raise my eyes to peak a look at her face. She looks so relaxed and very beautiful. While I lay back down, I wake her up unintentionally. I didn't realise until now how inconvenient the position we are in is until she stirs and another sensitive part on my body stirs. Oh shit!"I am sorry." I apologize quickly. Della raises her head immediately to look at me. Despite her sleepy face, she ma
Dinner with my family has always been a drama show. I have a feeling tonight is not going to be any different. With a mother so loving, kind and helpful who always scolds you for the smallest things like tasting the salad before the steak, a father who needs control of your life twenty four seven and a brother who is hell bent on making your life hell. A mixture of such characters is destined to end in a shit show.I have been texting away on my phone for an hour now outside at the balcony. The reason I came out here was to get some oxygen and just be alone except Aaron, my elder brother doesn't understand the theory of personal space. "A little birdie told me you got yourself a hiding place at the balcony." I don't turn to confirm anything. I already know he wants to make me mad."Are you texting a girl? Whoa, let me..." I duck my phone away from his grabby hands. I turn to scowl at him."What? I thought you wanted your little girlfriend back." Aaron mocks. He wants me to give him th
Something has been bothering me the whole day since I had the face time with Della this morning. For the past days, we have been texting non stop and flirting maybe. Della is one of the cool people I have met. She is also fun to talk to.This early morning at six, I called her to talk about our unfinished conversation yesterday night and wish her a happy Saturday. What happened is when she picked up, she was in bed. That was not the best part. Meanwhile through our conversation, I heard a masculine voice in the background.When I asked Della who the guy was, she admitted that he was a sleep over night stand. There and then I felt sick to the stomach. Imagination of them together has been burned in my brain like a tattoo and so far the day has been so sombre and my mood sour.I get off early from office and drive straight to her place. I feel my self going crazy when I don't find her home. When I called her, she tells me she is out having some drinks with friends. I persuade her to ret
Last night was the best night I have had in a while. When I open my eyes, I come face to face with a sleeping Della. I could wake up to the sight of her and not get tired. I take in her sleeping form caressing her with my eyes shamelessly. Her untamed hair looks flawless as it falls down her face. I always knew she is a good looking woman but watching her like this so peaceful, she is so magnificent. I bring my hand to sweep away the locks out of her face waking her up in the process."Good morning." I mutter. I find her half lidded eyes fascinated by how pretty her blue eyes look. I could stare in them for as long as I can."Have you been watching at me? That's creepy Crescent." she smirks half asleep."What time is it anyways?" she asks."Noon. It is late for all I care." I reply."We need to get out of bed." Della says sitting up. I lay back on the bed watching her adjust to get out of the covers."Don't you have work, things to do today?" she asks."No. You?" I ask."I was plannin
I wake up yet again beside Della. For the few days we haven't seen each other, we have casually texted. She called me last night in need of a ride home because hers had a problem and was at the garage. I was happy to help as a friend except I ended up in her bed, again. Sometimes I tend to think she cast this spell on me. The moment I set eyes on her, I can't resist her."Morning." Della murmurs."How was your night?" I ask pocking her cheek lovingly."Fun. Yours?" she smirks. "Better." I reply."Come on we have got get up. I need to be at the hospital in an hour and so do you." she sits up."An hour? We could do so much in an hour." I point out. Della shakes her head when she catches on the meaning of my words."No Crescent. We are going to be late." Della says. "Says who?" I pull her back to me before I flip us so that she is beneath me. She gasps a little caught offguard. "Tell me you don't want me now and I will let you go." I nip the underside of her ear eliciting a soft moan f
When Della opens the door, I can't help but admire her right from top to bottom. A purple sexy lace midi dress so simple but also has the effect to turn eyes especially on a body like hers. Her make up is just perfect coupled with a pair of black ankle strap heels."Beautiful." I compliment unconsciously. Della blushes."Do you mean the outfit or me?" she asks."Both. Everything actually." I splutter."You look handsome too." she comments."Shall we?" She takes my hand before we walk to the car. After making sure she is comfortable, I settle in my seat before I drive away. I play some background band music as we drive telling each other about our days. When we arrive at the resort, I open her door like a gentleman and lead her to the table I reserved."Oh my!" Della exclaims when she catches sight of the table."Do you like it?" I ask nervously. I don't understand why I took all this initiative to do stuff like this for her. I know I said it is only dinner but I went on to book this pl
The week has been a hectic one filled with errands, meetings and functions. The most absurd thing is that the day I am almost free, I have to spend it seated with a bunch of sixty year olds which are my dad and George, Henley and Brad and not forgetting my nemesis which is my brother. "I was talking with Genevieve and her husband last week. I got to meet their daughter. She is a beautiful and a good girl. I want Crescent to meet her." Dad says. I scowl. When did my father start playing matchmaker? I bet it is mom putting those thoughts in his head. Henley glances at me. Aaron smirks."That's great to hear." George mutters."I am sure they will make a good couple." Aaron adds with a grin. I doubt her would think so. What would he know about a good couple when he couldn't save his marriage?"What about Gretchen? What happened to her?" Henley asks. The nerve of her to act like she cares. I glare. Gretchen is the daughter of an investor who hosted a party we attended during the week. Our