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Almost an hour later, I stepped out of the bedroom with Diya behind me and made my way to the front door. I opened the door and glanced around to see where he was. When I didn’t, I wondered whether he had gotten tired and given up the fight, but Aaron wasn’t one to give up that easily. Not the Aaron I’d gotten to know these past few weeks.My eyes travelled down the street, and I saw a black Mercedes parked there. As soon as I caught sight of it, the car turned on and moved towards my front door. It packed up, and out came the dashing Aaron in simple khaki trousers and a white polo. He had glasses over his face, and his hair was in the same bun as when we met yesterday. He closed the car and locked it before approaching the front door, where I stood with Diya. With every step he took, my heartbeat increased. I was certain I could not face him. I was still a mess on the inside, and he looked prepared for chaos.“Zera, good morning.”“It’s hardly a good morning since you ruined it as fas
“Zera,” Diya called from behind, and I spun around to see her holding onto Zion’s hand while they both stared at us.She released his hand, and he walked over to me with slow steps. I stooped and stroked his hair down his face tenderly before standing up and stepping out of the way so he could meet his father.He took his step carefully, and I watched Aaron’s agitated look as he waited for Zion to meet up with him. He stooped down when Zion reached him, and they came to almost the same height.“You have the same eyes as me,” Zion said, his tone coming off as shy.Aaron laughed, and my stomach fluttered at how amazing it still sounded after many years. “Yes, I do. And you have the same dimple I have,” he pointed out.Zion bit his lips and nodded, “Yes, I do.” Then he asked, “My favourite colour is blue. What is yours?”“Also blue.” I turned away from them to Diya, my heart aching in my chest and my eyes glassy. Aaron looked so good with Zion, and they clicked so well, as if they had al
I led him into my bedroom, and I began undoing the buttons holding my dress together. Once they all came off, the fabric fell to the floor, leaving me in my black lace pants and bra. He undid his trousers as well and took off the grey shirt he had on, and my eyes followed his every movement with keen focus.He came into the bed, and we kissed hard while our hands roamed over each other. I moaned when I felt him press against my lower stomach, and my legs grew damp with need. He pulled at the black lacy pants I had on, and just as he was about to slip his finger inside, my home line rang.We paused, and a few seconds later, Daniel kissed my lips. “Don’t answer it,” he mumbled, trailing it down my neck.I moaned and shut my eyes, letting it ring until the call ended. A second later, it rang again, and I knew whoever was calling wouldn’t stop until the call went through.Groaning, I picked up the line on my lamp stand and held it to my ear.“Where did you keep your phone?” came the annoye
“If you feel it’s too much, you can always tell me to stop,” Diya said.She fed me details about how she wanted her wedding to go down. It was three days away, and the bridal shower was tomorrow. I was her maid of honour, and the majority of her duties rested on my shoulders. Though we had planned for it, she was sceptical of my role. She worried about my ability to deliver, considering everything going on in my life with Aaron, Zion, and Daniel and work. Especially since the semester was ending.As much as she wanted everything to work out as planned, she didn’t plan to overwork anyone. Contrary to her fear, I found no stress in this, and I was eager to be the maid of honour. It was an honour for me, and I felt excited to play my part. I had already made plans for Zion.Once school closes tomorrow, I will take him over to Aaron’s residence, where he will be for the next two days. I had already given Aaron Lionel’s number so he could reach him since both Godiya and her parents would be
Yes, we arrived at the church three minutes later than expected. Greg was already waiting at the altar for his to-be bride, and at the sight of her, relief washed over his face. In the end, the wedding was a success. With the hangover headache gone, I could carry out my duties as a maid of honour and deliver.We moved to the reception, the massive, well-decorated Charis Hall, and Diya and Greg got to dance and play the silly couples games, which made the whole hall cheer and applaud them. They were the definition of a couple’s goal, and their happiness brought me so much joy. I had watched them meet and fall in love over six years ago, and seeing how far their story had come was perfect. I could only wish them the best from here.My mind raced back to Zion, wondering if he was okay or thinking about Mommy too. I should have called, but I couldn’t remember where I dropped my phone. I didn’t have Aaron’s phone number memorised, so I couldn’t call. I missed him and would get to him as soo
The roughness and the need present there felt like ones I knew too well. It felt like one I longed for, even though I knew I shouldn’t, and one I wanted to feel, even if it was just for once.In a moment of weakness, I kissed him back, and he seized the opportunity and took advantage of my submission. He deepened the kiss and snaked his tongue into my mouth, tasting it and making me moan out in pleasure. His hands moved down to grab hold of my buttocks, giving them a firm squeeze and pushing himself against me, so I felt him throbbing in his pants.I gasped and shoved him off, still panting and unable to control the many emotions set loose within me.It was one thing for him to want to be a part of his son’s life. I couldn’t stop that, but there was no way I was going to let him back into my life.“I told you there was no going back, and it’s obvious you still want me after so long.” He pulled me closer, and his body pressed against mine, making me feel his need, which throbbed underne
I arrived home, and Zion raced inside his room to go play games on his iPad, just like he sang all the way home. I kicked my heels off and dragged myself into the bedroom. Getting there, I dropped my bag on the bed, and I stripped out of my maid-of-honour dress into something easier to move around in. Since I no longer had a phone, for now I could only use the house line, and one was in the bedroom.Daniel’s line was unreachable and kept going to voicemail, and after two tries, I gave up. I would try again later because I needed to speak to him about what happened between me and Aaron at the reception. I returned to the living room, and I tried to think of what would be best for dinner.There was a cooking timetable on the wall, but it was harder for me to decide because I was not the only one having dinner tonight. I had Zion. I didn’t want to ask for his impute because that would mean leaving an adult decision to a child.I needed to think up what would be okay for dinner for both of
Returning to consciousness took a slow pace, and getting my body to respond to my brain was harder. My lashes fluttered, and I was on the bed in a room that looked like a replica of the one I had woken up in during the weekend over five years ago. White curtains and walls, a massive bed, and expensive interiors. There was a cherry wood shelf close to the window on my right and a mahogany wardrobe to the left, and beside them was a door that I guess had to lead to the bathroom.My eyes could barely keep up, and my eyes and head ached, making me shut them briefly. I wonder what could have caused me such pain. I had no meaningful last memory that would explain the pain or my location. The last thing I remember was leaving Diya’s wedding and taking Zion home.Zion!My heart skipped a beat, and I feared something bad had happened to him.Where is Zion?Was I involved in an accident?I pulled myself up to sit down, not ignoring the ache in my head. And as the bedsheets fell off, they reveale