KEPT

8. TONIGHT.

KHANYISA

Weeks pass and at the blink of an eye we are in mid December. It's quater to Christmas and it's raining closing functions and Christmas parties. Malls have already put up their trees and decorations and it's always packed in there, the season for choice assorted biscuits and custard is officially upon us, as my fellow Southies would say, ke dezemba boss! [It's December]

Normally, during this time of the year I'm either planning to go to Limpopo with my parents or I'm helping sesi Caroline prepare a Christmas lunch at her house but this year I'm the host and it's quite exciting. The thought of having both our families present with us on our first Christmas as a married couple is truly heart-warming. He has however mentioned that he isn't sure if Lwazi will make it back home for the festives but we are hoping he will come home. I've only spoken to him on the phone and he sounded freindly so yeah, maybe we will get along just fine.

I've been busy wrapping up my upcoming book and I feel confident about publishing it early next year, If I have my way, it will be on the shelves in the first week of February. It will be kind of a new years gift to myself.

I'm a self publisher but I outsource things like book covers and editing. If I stay focused I should be able to send in my book for editing in January, meanwhile I've already asked my book cover designer to start working on something, we normally schedule a photoshoot with his models and so I need to make time to meet with the people who will represent my main leads, this might look like an easy task but it's not. I feel that the people on the cover that represents my story should really connect with those characters, I don't have a best way to explain it but that's just how it is. This is all too exciting to me and my readers are patiently waiting too, they can't wait to see what I cooked up this time and I have a feeling they are going to love it.

I enjoy writing about love, I mean who doesn't love a good love story?

Things have gotten pretty good between Nkosi and I, except the man enjoys teasing me. He realised that I can't keep my eyes off his chest and what does he do? He walks around the house shirtless. I'd say he doesn't know what he's doing but the glint in his eyes gave him away but if I'm being honest, the shirt off thing is just an added bonus. He looks sexy with and without clothes.

He steps put of the batbroom in boxers then he looks at the clothes laid out on one side of the bed.

"Jeans?"

"Jeans." I bite my lower lip trying not to laugh at the look on his face.

"Njani?" [How?] he has his eyebrow raised now.

"kahle" [Perfectly so] I manage to swallow the laughter but the smile remains.

"MaKhosa, " He says looking at the pair of denims on the bed "I'm going to a staff function,"

"You're going to a Christmas party slash closing function. You must look the part or you'll ruin the mood, "

"My suits ruin the mood?" he has a smile playing on his lips as he asks this.

"That's not what I'm saying, "

"What are you saying then?" He asks teasingly.

"I'm saying a bit of casual dressing is what you need for these type of functions. You guys will be outdoors, do you really want to be that odd guy in a suit?"

"So my suits are a problem?" He asks and I see him fight off a smile again, he's being unnecessarily stubborn and he knows it.

"I love your formal look, you look extremely handsome and very, very sexy in it but not today, today we go with jeans,"