SAMANTHA'S POV....
I finished work without any sign of Nicholas around, I didn't feel like knocking on the door like he asked me to so I left immediately.
When I got home, I saw Elijah, that was the first time in a while he was at home before me, I was happy.
I would have felt awful if I used our relationship to stir Nicholas away when he isn't even at home.
"Sorry, I had quite a lot to do at work today or else dinner would have been prepared-"
"How was work".
"Sorry?". I asked confused scanning the man sitting on the couch, did he just ask what I just heard- damn, you're so sick you're beginning to hear things.
"Babe, how was work". I heard again, maybe I'm not just hearing things, there must be a reason for him to ask me such questions......
ah yes I pissed him off yesterday, will he come back at me for it, is that why he's asking how work was- right, I need to be in a good mood so the pain will be bearable.
I said it ,my time has come, Lord please accept me even though I may not be perfect.
I saw Elijah stand up from the chair and walk towards me,but I was so indulged in my last prayers I didn't even move an inch.
I soon felt his large palm over my head, I flinched on his touch, his palm was warm
when it made contact with my forehead, I felt a strange surge of electricity flow through my body, I almost forgot this feeling....
The feeling of comfort.
"Are you ill?, how was work." he asked again. "Good, it was good ". I replied getting comfortable.
He placed his hands on my shoulders with a smile.
"That's great.....babe your shoulders are so stiff, do you want me to give you a massage, just one touch from me and I'll work wonders on your body ".
I smiled at his statement and he smiled too, I dropped my bag down and turned towards the kitchen, when a force pulled me.
I was about to slip, but his strong arm held me firm by my waist, my chest was in direct contact with his.
When we locked eyes, my heart was already beating so rapidly.
Like that of a high school girl sitting next to her crush.
"Why?". I asked confused, refusing to look away from his face, I felt if I did he would disappear and this feeling would go away.
"I already made dinner ". He replied and led me to a chair.
I smiled inwardly imagining what he prepared, from what I remember, Elijah is a pretty good cook, almost better than me.
It's been quite a while since he cooked for me, called me babe or even talked this sweetly, I wish this feeling would last forever.
He served me the plate of plain rice and tomato sauce with braised meat and a glass of juice, it smelled so good.
I smiled at him, he looked so professional dressed in that apron.
I didn't see any message from the bank, it means he used his money, even if he didn't, I wouldn't mind .
It tasted just as good as it smelled, but I noticed Elijah wasn't eating so I stopped, the unusual kindness was surprising enough, I don't want to do anything to annoy him.
"Are you not eating?". I asked putting down my spoon, he first gave a bright smile before answering the question.
"I made all this especially for you, you're my special woman of the hour after all".
I raised my brow in confusion and checked the calendar above my head.
"It's not my birthday".- did he forget my birthday? , whose birthday food am I enjoying. I frowned and stared at the food sadly, did he really make this for someone else.
"Does it have to be your birthday for you to be special to me?". He asked caressing my cheek and I couldn't help but smile and continue with my food.
When I finished, I changed into my pyjamas and returned to Elijah.
He lay lazily on the chair in total silence, staring into space.
I sat beside him quietly but I was startled when he pulled me to sit in his arms
I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist while I rested my head on his chest.
I was enjoying the peace and quiet that surrounded us.
"Babe, shall we get married?". I heard Elijah suddenly ask, I lifted my head and looked up at him with the smile that never faded off my face.
"Can we do that?". I knew about his relationships so I was quite hesitant to answer the question out of excitement- is he really serious? Is he ready to give them up for me?
"I want to be completely stable so you can live a comfortable life with me, we'll start our own little family and we'll love each other for eternity."
"You're stable enough for me ". I said with eyes filled with determination, I was moved by his dreams for us.
He kissed my cheek, lips, eyes and neck, I couldn't help but laugh.
"It tickles." I said between laughs and then he stopped, I didn't say it for him to stop, I was actually enjoying the feeling, the feeling of being loved...
The warm comfortable feeling that you always have a shoulder to lean on.
"I know, but I don't feel like I deserve you, I want to treat you well, I want every woman we come across to be jealous of you
But until I put that ring on your finger and when we're both bonded in front of witnesses, they'll never know you're really mine".
He paused. I looked up at his face, I could see it in his eyes.....this man was perfect for me.
I stretched my neck and pecked his cheek. "I love you." I whispered in his ears.
"I...."
RING~ RING~ RING~
stupid phone call, why did it have to interrupt him when he was about to say it, if he had said it, that he loved me too I would've had a greater assurance.
He balanced me in his embrace after taking the phone from the table.
The call was really long I was beginning to feel dejected ....
"Let me call you back, I'm with my woman". I lifted my head up and looked at him when I heard what he said.
With the way I was smiling, I was more than ready to market the horror movie 'smile'..
He called me his woman...TBC
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