Chapter Nine

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Opportunity hits once, but wealth is created by the early birds, peace is found in the morgue while the loudest music is in the city clubs. Well money doesn't knock on the door of the poor while asleep rather the rich opens doors for money during the night. We don't choose where to be born but we can choose whom our kids will call parents. This was my time, to make the decision, to correct failures and write a new story with a better title.

It was a beautiful morning, I woke up earlier, to head to a new office not because I had resigned or something, I had two jobs, Eugene gave a chance at his work place, well I had no knowledge in construction companies but I had to try my luck with this one. I had my coffee and groundnut, that was the kind of food that sometimes keep me full for the rest of the day. I took my handbag straight to his house. I knocked at his door it took him like five minutes to open the door. And I was surprised to see him in that state.

A towel around his waist, I guess he was in shower. Well, bare chest, this man infront of me was more masculine than I expected. Clothing do hide alot, if he was my man, I would be giving him hugs every chance I get. On that chest I'll be much safer.

"Good morning, I'm sorry I kept you waiting at the door, I was taking a shower".

Where were we again? Ooh no! I was lost by staring at him than greeting him back.

"Good morning too Eugene, I'm sorry too I came in earlier than you expected".

"Ooh, come in please".

"Thank you".

"This way please".

He led me to a table, a dining one I could guess. He didn't bother putting on clothes. It's like he is used to walking half naked in his own house.
He pour coffee into the cup then he added the second one.

"Thanks but I've already had mine".

"I know you have, but please have some, I can't have mine alone when you are here, please Liza".

I've never seen such a man before, so generous. Anyways let me have my coffee.

"Aren't you going to put on your clothes before you have coffee?"

"No,I usually do my clothes once I'm done eating but if you are uncomfortable then let me ...".

"I'm okay, can't be uncomfortable with that you know".

That was a lie to give myself assurance that I wasn't admiring his body.

"Would you have some biscuits?"

"I'm full already thanks".

He cleaned up the table and in ten minutes he was back all dressed in a white shirt, a white trouser with a red coat. He was stunning and more handsome.

"Shall we?"

I nodded in response. He locked his door.

"Can I? "

"Can you what Eugene?"

"Hold your arm?"

This was new to me but let me give a try and experience it. All of a sudden, my arm was in both of his palms. What just happened?

"You are so cold, should I get you my gloves?"

"I'm fine".

"Are you always like this?"

"Cold?"

" Yeah".

"Not all the times, during the morning and nights".

"Then I should hold your arm till the daytime".

"How will I work?"

"I didn't think of that".

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