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💖MY EX MY LOVER💖
🌺 EPISODE 37🌺
🌷 Tonia Onyinye 🌷
Pêrspy Snazzy ✍️
ENJOOOOY 📔📕📗📘📙
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Kate POV 💋
I had to stop thinking about Jason. I told myself for the millionth time as I stared at the screen of my laptop. I was sitting at the kitchen table, trying to finish some last-minute tasks before my trip to Bali the following day. But as much as I tried I couldn't focus on work. My thoughts kept returning to him.
Three days ago, I had gone to his office for our last meeting, where I provided him with the final updates on the hotel project. It had been downright torturous spending almost two hours in the conference room with him.
He had seemed as if he wasn't the least affected by my presence and spotted an entirely unapproachable aura that I wasn't used to from him. He had seemed so formidable and so impossibly remote, his face a mask of cool, detached politeness. I knew I should be relieved that he was keeping his distance from me but all I felt was a deep, indescribable sense of pain.
I had known I would miss him but I hadn't expected to feel so much. I missed him with an intensity that hurt physically. I missed everything about him. The way his eyes flashed in amusement, his heart melting smile, the way he looked at me with so much hunger. I missed his touch, his masculine scent and his kisses.
God, how much I missed the taste of him. I spent the past nights tossing in bed unable to sleep because his thoughts haunted me. I ached for the feel of him inside me, his hands and mouth on me. It was driving me crazy.
Sighing, I pressed my knuckles against my eyes. As much as it hurt, I knew I had done the right thing by breaking it off with him.
For the past month, I had been ignoring the reality and living an impossible dream. And seeing Jason with Delia had brought me crashing back to reality. They had looked so perfect together, her beauty complimenting his impossibly good looks. It had made me question what exactly he saw in me. I was a far cry from the well-polished, sophisticated women he was used to.
So how could he be in love with someone like me? Even though my heart wanted to believe he really meant it, my mind just refused to accept it.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the doorbell ring. I wasn't expecting anyone and even though I was tempted to ignore whoever it was, I got up and went to the door.
"Hal?" I was surprised to see him at the door. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, hello to you too." He said dryly. "So glad I decided to spend my lunch break with you."
My lips curved into a smile. "Sorry. You just caught me by surprise." Pressing a kiss to his cheek I let him in. "Is that food?" I spotted the brown paper bag he was clutching in his hand and gave him a hopeful look.
"Yeap. Thought you might be hungry so I brought you a sandwich too."
"Oh, you're a lifesaver." I said gratefully. "I'm starving." The tantalizing smell of garlic, cheese and pepperoni wafted out of the bag and I took an appreciative sniff. My stomach grumbled, reminding me that I hadn't eaten anything since lunch the previous day.
We walked into the kitchen and Hal pulled up a stool at the kitchen counter and sat down.
"So how's things with you and Andy now?" I asked pulling two cans of soda from the fridge and handing one to him.
