IT GETS BETTER WITH TIME. <NOT EDITED>

Chapter Five-trust

Seconds turn to minutes,minutes into hours,hours to days,days into weeks and weeks to months.

Being here has been awesomely amazing, infact that is an understatement. No words can eleborate the feelings I have.

Sometimes I do think my uncle is stalling, it's like those "enjoy it while it still lasts" moves of his. He'll find me, I know that man.

These oversized clothes I wear everyday, their comfortable.Just because they belong to this dark man of mine. And I love the smell of them, they smell of him.
Yes he's my man, but he doesn't know that as yet, I think.

Right after that morning when I dozed off on his chest, he disppeared and I didn't know where to because I got no answers even though I tried digging for valid answers.

I had to make breskfast for the three of us, but he arrived at midday.
Lele and I were watching cartoons and ofcourse the school lover kept sulking because she wanted to be at school.

"I bought underwear and toiletries for you," he said immediately when he came home, giving me the Foshcini plastic bags.

"So you went to Foshcini and actually bought me underwear?" I was really surprised and impressed all at once.

"Yes I did. Problem?" The serious face again.

I knew he was lying. His face sold him out
"Mhmmmm,Thanks," that's all I said, arching my brows at him.

He knows my size now?

Why is he laughing though?

"You think I'd buy these on my own? never," he confesses.

Thought as much.
But then if not him then who did?

He eyes me suspiciously.
"My sister helped me out."

Great! now the whole family knows I needed underwear.

"What about clothes?" I asked.

"You look better in my clothes."

The audacity of this man. I felt insulted, that means I look horrific in my clothes.
I didn't speak with him the whole afternoon until bedtime ofcourse, when he made stupid jokes that I couldn't resist but laugh the entire time.

It's been two amazing weeks since I've been here. And I'm enjoying every second of my stay.
What worries me though is Lele, she has to be at school but school holidays start next week. She might as well just stay home, they close for 10 days anyway.

"That book is my replacement I see," he frowns.
He just got back from work. Yeah that's my life again, stay at home and be miserable as I can ever be but it's different this time around. I just feel free and happy.

"This book is my escape. It's just so amazing and interesting," I smile.

Hlomu The Wife is just an amazing novel. I must say Dudu Busani Dube is a great writer, she's my inspiration.

Being a writer has been on my list of the ambitions I need to certainly accomplish.

"I'll burn that book when you're snoring, you'll see."

I snore now?
Okay now he is sulking. What is wrong with this man?
And he bought the book for me anyway, as to why he's complaining?

"You're such a baby, you somehow behave like Mqhele. Come to me."

He chuckles. I lay on my back on the three seater couch and open my legs wide so he gets in between them.
He lays on his stomach then places his head on my breasts. It's the second time we've done this, I can tell he loves it.
My fingertips move around his scalp.