CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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 "young lady at this rate you will be going later than the guests, you're supposed to be there already," Ogochukwu tells me as he reverses back to my house... for the second time.

The first time I forgot my purse. This time I forgot my phone. I dropped it on the dining table when I rushed in to grab my purse. I'm currently filled with nerves and it is affecting my breathing.

"Sorry, I'm sorry," I tell him for the hundredth time today as he drives back. 

"It's okay, we've still got time," he says softly and I melt. These days, every little thing he does melts me. The way he talks, the way he walks, how he looks at me, even when he works. He owns buildings apparently and does a lot of investments too.

Anyways, I have been trying my best to distance myself from him but I just could not, no matter how hard I try, I just cannot. He is not even helping matters, now I ended up having feelings for him, feelings ill make sure to take with me when I leave so I will not burden him with them. Today is the day or more like tonight is the night, it is part of the reason why my body is filled to the brim with nerves.

I wore a green dress, the one Ogochukwu picked out for me. it's a hand-less gown that looks like it was tailored just for my body. 

When he came to pick me up, he wore an army green Senator to complement my dress but when I saw him I felt like it complemented his body more than it complemented my dress. He looked too delicious not to stare, and let us not forget his scent, my heavenly father he smelled as delicious as he looked and it almost made me drool... almost, but I didn't. He did catch me staring though, he gave me a sweet but cocky smile when he did. I complimented him and all he did was reply "Just for you, only you whether you say yes to me or not". Then proceeded to caress me with compliments. Who knows maybe that was why I forgot my purse in the first place.

He reached my house and I rush out of the car to the door, then I hurriedly opened the door - this time I took my keys from my purse and left the purse in the car, once bitten twice shy they say - and went in for my phone.

I grabbed my phone, and as I turned it occurred to me that it was the last time I would ever be in here, so for one last time I soaked in all in, I looked longingly at the picture I took of my sister dancing in the rain and I walked slowly towards it. I gently stroked the picture with my fingers

"I can't wait to see you and mum" I whispered. Just then the car horn jolted me back to reality so I quickly left the house making sure I locked the door and rushed back into the car.

I belted up and sighed, closing my eyes and waiting for the car to move but after some seconds the car wasn't when I opened my eyes and I turned to Ogochukwu to enquire why we haven't moved just to see him staring at me

"what is it?"

"Were you crying? you have tear stains on your cheeks, and your eyes are a little red" He states. I quickly move to clean my face but he was quicker as he grabs my hands and puts them back on my lap, then moves to rid my face of the tear stains

"would you mind sharing if I ask why you were crying?" he says as he gently cleans my face so he won't mess up the makeup. Makeup, I can't remember when I last applied it, but here I am looking pretty, ready to march on when the time comes.

"I saw my sister's picture, and it made my heart ache," I tell him "I miss her" I whisper and I can't wait to see her, to see all of them I think the last part to myself. He finishes cleaning my face then proceeds to leave a soft lingering kiss on my forehead and I didn't even flinch nor refute his touch, I accepted it, basked in it, and closed my eyes to savour it. At least I'll hold on to this one when I go.

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