FATE

38 - Can't do this

This restaurant is on point. I've been looking around since I entered into this place. I just can't get enough of it.

You know looking into the eyes of this handsome man, sitting before this gorgeous god and having all hid attention on me is a golden privilege. If I came to this the second time I'd choose Lemuel over anyone.

But right now, I want to choose my family and friends.

I feel like everything that has happened in the past few weeks is all my fault. Maybe if I had not been with Lemuel Charlie would have still told me about his adoption. If I wasn't being all lovey dovey with Lemuel I'd know that Tessa was going through a heartbreak and maybe I'd have remembered that Nancy has a man.

I knew its going to hurt me and him, but I was hurting others.

He leaned in closer to me and I shut my eyes. Is he going to kiss me? It will be good to have a taste of those lips. So soft like velvet.

Instead he removed a grain of rice that tugged at my lower lip and wiped the spot with his napkin.

Could I still do this?

I blushed un embarrassment. This guy brings out that hidden crazy part of me.

Lemuel is a pro at teasing. I was going to buy that story of him being a playboy of not that he was a virgin until me. I'll still give him playboy sha, because he's a ladies man.

"So how's Chisom?" I ask sipping my glass of sauvignon Blanc. It's the most expensive wine in the world.

Lemuel spoils me too much.

"I feel like a bad brother, you know. I asked her to call off the engagement because I don't second the union."

"Wow," I itched the side of my mouth and finished the whole content of my glass.

"I can't believe she'd do that for you though." I mused.

I lean in closer.

"But you know that she might be hurting. Why would she even do that? She loves that guy." I raise my tone and shoot Lemuel a puzzled look.

"Love is not always enough." He said, without looking to my direction as he stared intensely at his wine.

"That's true." I muttered. "But it doesn't mean." I shrug and sit up.

My last statement made Lemuel look so at me.

"I get it he betrayed you and you're trying to protect your younger sister. But do you know the worst wound is that from a heartbreak. It never heals until you find the right person."

I think mine is healed.

"Do you know if Damilola is the one?

Who the hell was I to lecture someone on heartbreak? I'm about to break someone's heart.

He didn't say anything to me.

"I think we should drop this topic." He finally spoke up, with this look that I'd say is a combination of anger and disgust.

"Yeah," I sighed in frustration. "Why the fuck do we always focus on others, instead of ourselves?" I huffed and and smoothed my hair.

"I'm sorry." He gave a cute pout.

"I'm sorry too." I chuckled.

"So I guess we're even now. You know tonight is for us." He began.

I know what he's doing.