Nyla

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| Jonah |

She don't wanna admit it, but I can see it.

She still loves me. I know she's trying to move on but she cant.

I walked up to her as I saw her standing at her receptionist ' s desk.

"Ms. Wright" I said as I stood behind her.

She turned around slowly.

"Hey Jonah"

"Can I talk to you for a second?"

She stared at me.

"Sure"

She stepped away from the desk.

"What do you want?" She asked.

"Can I take you to lunch?"

She chuckled.

"Why do you wanna carry me to lunch?"

"Because I know things have been hectic for you lately, and I just want you to relax"

She stared at me before sighing.

"Okay but just lunch. Nothing else"

I nodded.

She grabbed her bag before telling Tamara something.

"Let's go"

We walked out to my car and I opened the door for her then got into the car and drove off.

"So where are we going?"

"You'll see" I said. The place was gonna bring back memories and that's what I want.

After she realised we weren't going to reach anytime soon she fell asleep.

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As the car came to a halt, I decided to wake her.

"Nyla, come on. We're here"

She opened her eyes and stared out the windows.

"Oh my Jonah!" She started blushing.

I opened her door as she got out.

Holding her hand, I guided her on to the boat.

"I just had a feeling you'd do this" she said smiling.

I poured her some champagne as she stared out at the water.

She took a sip.

"You still love me don't you?" I asked.

She stared at me.

"Why are you doing this? You wanted me to leave, to move on. When I finally did you want me back. That's not fair, Jonah"

"Nyla, I still love you. I'm not afraid to say it. I'm sorry for all the things I've put you through but they only made me love you more. Can't you see? I want you back. You were made for me, not him"

She laughed.

"How'd you know that?"

"I don't know, but I'm serious" she nodded.

"I'm hungry" she said smiling.

I placed her food Infront of her.

As she ate she did it such a way that I was turned on.

I chuckled. "Stop it Nyla"

"What? " she asked laughing.

"Continue and you'll just come home with me"