...TWENTY EIGHT...
She wondered if Clement thought she would run away before the time he had promised to pick her up which was forty five minutes past eleven o'clock.
He had called her thrice since the clock had struck the eleventh hour of the day.
She had just gotten off the third call with him and it was just ten minutes past eleven.
Anyways, she was all set and ready for the first part of their date in a fucial pink A-line gown.
It was a high cow neck long sleeved dress with fringes at the sides.
She paired it with flat black gladiator sandals and a black tote bag.
She had put on a bra length wavy black wig that accentuated her black lipstick.
She looked gothic.
She had chosen this particular look because today would decide her fate with Clement.
She wanted to look strong when he rejected her.
She was so sure that he would and she was wholly prepared for it.
If he didn’t reject her, then it will be a pleasant surprise.
She had packed the dress and all he had sent her in a small suit case with the best of her lingerie.
She was not planning on wearing any kind of upper underwear anyway.
He arrived five minutes before the promised time and she knew that patience had eluded him on the way to her home.
She laughed internally.
This man might be the death of her.
She wheeled the suitcase outside to the porch and locked the door.
She didn’t keep her key where she normally kept it; she flung it into her handbag.
She didn’t want anyone hanging around here when she was back from the dangerous hike that she was going on, no one, not even her prying sisters.
She wanted no one to see her if she was rejected, broken and in tears as she was sure to be and also wanted no one back here if she arrived with Clement, all in the mood, that is if he risked it all and took her.
‘Je comme votre derriere,’ he said with a smirk the moment she turned around.
She smiled, denoting from his smirk that he had said something very naughty.
‘What did you say?’ she asked him.
‘I said that you look extremely beautiful,’ he told her.
She giggled at his words.
‘You are a liar, a blatant brazen one at that,’ she accused him.
He only let out a chuckle.
‘I did say that,’ he said without stress, confirming his lie.
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Romance||-Completed-|| OUT OF ORDER SERIES: BOOK SIX {Chinwem-Clement} •~•~•~•~•~•~• Clement Ugwu springs upon Chinwem Chloe Nwabuagu out of nowhere. He is hell-bent on getting her to be his, persistent and there is nothing she can do to dissuade him. •~•...
