CHAPTER 47

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Dressed in her white oversized hoodie with only my black thong, I am ready to rock the kitchen. I am cooking normal crispy hake with some may dip, a cucumber salad, and rolls which I bought on my way here. The meal is done within an hour. Now we wait. God, I hate waiting, especially when I don’t know what the outcome will be. I am crossing my fingers and hoping for the best even though shit is not looking good.

The moment I finish cleaning up, Asante walks in. I didn’t even hear her drive in. gosh, she scared me. She looks at me, like really take me in from head to toe, her eyes staying longer on my exposed thighs and then she scoffs. Like really scoffs. Fuck me.

“Thingo, what are you doing here?”

“Asante, you are my person. You have been for the past few months and I just can’t function when you are mad at me. I am literally going crazy and I don’t know what to do with myself. I know I was wrong and I totally apologize. I realize how that situation would’ve seemed from the outside. I know I would’ve gone bananas if roles were switched. It was never my intention to pursue that on a friendship level. I am sorry. I love you so much and I am not okay. I am literally going through a lot. I even have bags under my eyes. I have lost weight.”

She chuckled. “Stop it. You’re lying. You have no eye bags. I know your body, so you haven’t lost weight.”

“Even a few calories from that gym session I had?” I am feeling really emotional right now. I would love to joke around but the truth of the matter is that I nearly lost the love of my life over nothing and that fucked me up. I feel tears coming out and I quickly wipe them.

She frowns, stepping closer. “Why are you crying? We are not over. I forgave you the moment I saw you at the gym because I knew you were there for me, but seeing you with that gorilla didn’t make your case any better.”

I giggle but I can’t seem to stop the tears. “I just realized that I am not ready to lose you. My heart is aching and I feel emotional right now.”

“This is not you trying to cry yourself out of a situation?”

I chuckle and wipe my damn tears. “That’s not me.” She opens her arms and I find refuge in them. It feels so good to be embraced by her after so long. Even her cologne smells nicer than ever. I missed her so much and I am never flirting with another being ever again. This was the shittiest period of my life.

“I love you.” I know she does but hearing it again just gives me that reassurance, you know.

“I am in love with you.” We share a kiss and my body and soul feel rejuvenated. I am a whole new person.

“What were you cooking?”

“You will find out soon. But first I would love to eat your cum as a starter.” Her eyes pop out and I grin. I don’t think I have ever seen Asante shocked before. I take advantage of that and pull her to her bedroom. We proceed to the bathroom and I take off her clothes. I gesture that she sits on the sink and she chuckles before obliging.

I stand in front of her and gently place my hands on her thighs. I slide both my hands slowly toward her opened pussy lips. I very slowly slide two of my fingertips up and down her folds, enjoying spreading her slick juices all over her lips. She groans in response, opening her legs even further. I continue to slide my fingers teasingly up and down her slit as I stare into her wild eyes.

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