As usual Connie found Nick’s car parked in front of the restaurant they normally meet. It was 14:10pm, she was ten minutes late and she knew Nick would be fuming. When she walked in she saw him sitting with two other guys who stood up and left the moment she approached their table.
His handsome face gave her a cold stare and Connie fought to ignore him as she pulled a chair and sat down.
‘Let me be frank with you, this is the last time you will make me sit and wait for you. I care less if you were used to doing that with my brother I am not him.’ Nick pointed out in a low firm voice
‘I’ve told you before, I live across the city and it takes me two buses to get here.’ Connie murmured
‘I don’t care if it takes you 10, wake up early and you will be here on time. Now, have my brother contacted you yet?’ Nick queried
Connie was quiet for a while before she replied, ‘No, I don&rsqu
Eighteen‘Hey Nick! She smiled when he stopped, ‘I don’t know if you remember me, Trish.’Nick regarded her but failed to register her and not wanting to sound rude he smiled and that smile was enough to send sweet sensations all over Trish’s body‘My apologies, I am not so good in remembering faces but that name sounds familiar. How do we know each other by the way?’ He askedTrish grinned, ‘Actually we met at a club some few weeks back and we even danced together that is why I know your name.’‘But we definitely didn’t have sex that is why I don’t even remember you,’ Nick thought as he regarded her before saying, ‘For someone you met once I am surprised that you are quite good with your memory.’‘Thank you, actually its only the things that have a lasting impression on me that I find hard to forget quickly.’ Trish beamed her eyes to
I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for your support in reading my book. This is my first ever book to be published and I look forward to reading your comments Everything that is written in this book is purely from my imagination and should the names or story resemble anyone's real life it is purely coincidental. I hope you will be as engaged and entertained in reading as much as I was in writing it. I thank my family for their support and in believing in my work. Thank you to good novel and my editor for the opportunity.
Connie was blind-folded and trapped under his heavy weight and her hands held firmly over her head. She was afraid of being slapped again if she should try to break free. His heavy breathing and the smell of liquor made her skin cringe. She started screaming hoping someone would hear her but it was to no avail. He started fondling her breasts with his free hand while the other one held her in that position. She felt him shift from the bed and could hear draws being opened and closed. She tried to move her legs and was horror-struck when she discovered that they were each tied to the bed post.He came back again on top of her and he started rubbing his face on her chest before tearing off her clothes starting with her blouse and Connie began to protest but he ignored her. She started screaming again trying to pull her hands free from the bond and the man slapped her again across the face. For a moment she was paralyzed with fear a
When Connie woke up that morning she felt tired and had no desire to do anything, all she wanted was to stay in bed thinking. Unfortunately, it was not to be so, Trish called begging her to accompany her to the saloon and it forced her out of bed. Her last night’s dream about Nick was still so vivid in her mind and each time it crossed her mind it made her uncomfortable.As promised Trish was at her doorstep at exactly 8:30am.‘I hope this time you are going to the saloon like you said,’ James spoke without looking up from the morning paper he was reading.Because of Trish’s presence Connie just gave him a cold stare without saying anything. She picked up her handbag from the table and nudged Trish for them to go. Trish bid them goodbye and Connie followed close behind and she was almost out of the kitchen door when her mother called,‘Connie, aren’t you forgetting something?’ L
‘What the hell are __________.’ James yelled as he held the pictures in his hands‘Do you mind keeping your voice down I am on the phone,’ Lora called to James before continuing on her conversation.James stood up and began to pace to and fro in the kitchen a move that made Lora nervous prompting her to cut her call.‘That call was an important business call you know, I would appreciate it if next time I am on the phone you take your drama______.’ Lora snapped as she took out a tray of freshly baked muffins from the oven‘You know what, only a fool waste time on split milk.’ James scoffed as he cut her“Excuse me? Are you referring to me as split milk?’ Lora shouted angrily‘This is the spilt milk I am referring to, here, see for yourself.’ James jeered as he threw the envelope of pictures on the table, ‘I can’t wait to hear how proud you are that your
Chapter Twenty twoTrish had a complete beauty treatment, from facials to nails and hair. Not to appear as a selfish person she treated Connie to a massage while she was having her hair done. Connie welcomed it with a huge smile, it was something she needed.‘I hope you won’t object to meeting Emma for lunch, she sent me a text a while ago asking us to meet her at café Fantasia.’ Trish spoke as she reversed from the parking lot.These past few weeks unlike Trish, Emma was the only reliable friend she was talking to about her problems even though she has not brought herself to tell her the whole truth about what is really happening in her life. Even on the day of their fake date Emma had the courtesy to call her in advance apologizing and warning her that she had accidently blown her cover. After coming through for her several times, she could not blame her for ending up at her house at an hour they w
Emma sounded excited as she shared her trip and the experience of Paris during their ride. It was as if she left a jacket of bad mood in the restaurant because her expression changed the moment she sat behind the wheel. When they got to a traffic light she reached out from under the car front passenger seat she pulled a bag and in it she took out two wrapped gifts for each of the girls and she handed Connie hers while she tossed the bag to the back seat.Connie did not know what to make of it for the disappointment she was feeling was great. Who could blame them after seeing her nauseous because of food, she thought, maybe she would have felt the same way if she was in their shoes but the only difference was that she would ask before jumping to conclusion. All she wanted was to get home, have a warm bath and sleep.‘I brought each of you a bit of Paris unfortunately Trish left before I could give her hers. Go ahead and
Lora walked in with a tray of milk and a piece of bread, she found Connie already awake going through a magazine. ‘Good morning my pumpkin, how are you feeling this morning?’ ‘Morning mum, I am feeling much better today all thanks to you for taking care of me.’ Smiling Connie replied as she put down the magazine to take the tray from her mother. ‘There is my daughter, I love seeing that smiling face of yours.’ Lora smiled back at her as she went to sit at the edge of the bed. Ever since she woke up she has been feeling uneasy, James will be coming back home today and he wants Connie out of the house infact should he have been here yesterday, he would have chased her out yesterday. Lora was regretting going along with the decision without talking to her first. After careful contemplation she decided to find out from the horse’s mouth. ‘Connie, I know that things have been awkward between us of late