Chapter 13
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We're on our way back to Durban. Sunday is a very short day so we decided to drive home early in the morning.
We don't want my father calling non stop. Speaking of my father, he hasn't called since yesterday morning.
"I had a great time today" Shane said as we drove past the famous Arena.
I nodded.
I feel offish today.
He brushed my hand with his. "Are you okay?" He asked?
I bit my lip and nodded.
"You sure?" He looked at me then back at the road.
"Yes, I'm sure. Geez" I snapped at him.
"I'm just making sure you're okay. You've barely said a word since we left the hotel and you were tossing and turning the whole night"
"I'm sorry. I just feel different"
"Different how?"
"Something is not right. I had a nightmare about my father beating me last night"
"It was just a dream. He doesn't know anything" He assured.
"What if he does?"
He parked the car on the side of the road and unbuckled his seatbelt. "Look at me" he pleaded.
I looked at him. "Your Father doesn't know anything. I made sure that we cover our tracks. Mr Langa has our backs. He won't snitch"
"I'm being paranoid over nothing. Right?"
"Yes. Nothing will go wrong"
"Its just...this silence is making me anxious"
"You asked him not to call and he is respecting that. Chill, okay?" He cupped my face with his caveman hand. "If something happens you know you can always move in with me" He winked.
"Not this again" I rolled my eyes.
"I mean it, Christian. My house is your home"
" That's...sweet but really? Do you honestly think I'd move in with you?"
"Why not?" He pouted.
Damn you're gorgeous when you pout your lips like that.
"Because we're both young and we don't know each other that well"
"Technically you're young and I'm older than you"
"How old are you Dr Shane?"
"I like it when you call me Dr Shane" he planted a soft kiss on my lips. "Say it again" he said.
"Dr Shane" I whispered.
"Again" he whispered back.
"My Dr Shane"
"Fuck that's sexy"
"You're crazy" I laughed.
"You cool now? May I drive now?"
"Drive away"
He kissed my forehead before getting back on the busy road.
******
We're parked a few houses away from mine.
"Do you really have to go?" He rested his head on my breasts.
"I really have to"
"When am I gonna see you?"
