The Dry Cleaner

Chapter 20

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The following day, she spent the while day shopping with Kalisa. They walked all around town from store to store buying everything from dresses to shoes to bags and perfumes to accessories and shirts. Everything.

At the end of the day she was exhausted and as she made her way back to the room she stopped before his door and wondered why he had gone all silent on her. He hasn't spoken to her in one and a half days and that wasn't normal. He always disturbed her with calls or texts or face to face bit he wasn't and she wondered why.

Then she heard a loud unmistakable moan and she knew what was happening in that room and quickly rushed into her room locking the door behind her. She felt something weird but she refused to acknowledge it. She was not jealous because she wasn't attracted to him in the first place anyway.

She packed her bags in preparation for her return flight tomorrow and went to have diner with Kim her sister.

Throughout the entire meal, Kim was just talking about her boy problems like always. This time she was complaining about her new boyfriend who she thought was cheating on her.

"Have you asked him?"

"Asked him? Are you crazy Keyna, you just don't ask people such questions. Its not normal." Said Kim in annoyance.

After diner,they bid each other goodbye. Kim had a fashion show in Milan and so she wouldn't be going to New York. Kalisa and Joshua were to travel a day after her and so she would be the only one flying back to New York because the rest had a flight later during the day.

The diner with Lucien was amazing. He had managed to make her laugh and keep her entertained the whole night. Off course their relationship couldn't go further because they were far far away from each other and so they decided to remain as friends.

Her sleep was interrupted when her loud ringtone came to life and rang loudly through the room. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the caller ID. It was him.

"What?" She said in annoyance.

"I need you."

"Go away." She said almost hanging up.

"I'm serious.I need your help. Please," he said.

She hung up and sighed. She got into her robe and tightened it around her body and walked out of her room and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in," she heard a voice say.

She opened the door and walked into the messy room.

"Malcolm, where are you?" She shouted.

"Over here," she heard a voice say and followed it to the bathroom. Her eyes widened when she saw a woman.

It must be the woman from yesterday, she thought to herself.

She studied the woman. She was taller than her, brown hair, blue eyes, petite figure and she was clutching a towel around her body. Her eyes then went to Malcolm, he was sates on the floor, with a towel wrapped around his leg. He was shirtless and new was only in boxer briefs.

Feeling uncomfortable about the while situation she took two steps back.

"What do you want? Hurry up I have a plane to catch alright."

He removed the towel from around his leg and she saw blood trickling about of a large cut." Can you wrap it for me?" He asked in a pleading tone.

She gasped and wondered what could have happened for such a wound. She sighed.

"Where's the first aid kit?" She asked.

"First drawer in the closet." He said.

She walked through the room and saw a vase on the floor with blood drops around it. She went back and put the first aid kit on the floor before washing her hands and kneeling before him and pulling her sleeves higher.

He dismissed the woman and she quickly ran out of the bathroom.

"What happened?" She asked. As she put spirit on the wound after wiping the blood away and he flinched in pain.

"Long story."

"Fine. Don't tell me," she said.

Ten minutes later, his leg was wrapped and she washed her hands and cleaned up.

"Is that all?" She asked with her hand on her hips.

He studied her from the bonnet she had on her head down to her long beautiful caramel coloured legs.

"Yes.Can you help me up?" He asked.

She did just that and he felt pain wash over his body as he stood up.

"Is that it?" She asked.

"Yeah. " he said and she began making her way out of the room. "Keyna," he called out.

She turned around." What?"

"Thank you," he said softly. It wasn't something that he was uses to saying and felt weird saying it.

"Welcome," she said as she closed the door behind her leaving the two alone again.

She had a shower,got dresser, had breakfast and took a taxi to the airport. Soon after, she took her seat next to the window and closed her eyes. Next thing she knew, they were landing and after getting her luggage, she took a taxi home.

She sank into her bed after arriving. At last after four days she was home sweet home.

Meanwhile, Malcolm boarded his private plane and sat down on the comfortable leather chair unable to stop thinking about Keyna. He had to stop this. He had to stop feeling attracted to her and thinking about her and so to try and take his mind away from her, he got back to work, knowing that he had a lot of things to catch up on and that meant longer nights at work. He sighed as he put on his laptop and for the rest of the flight, he worked.