We walk on the gravel road while kicking the rocks with our dresses exposing our legs. We were like ghosts on the road even the donkey that was resting, got up and moved aside from our way. Our footsteps were the only sound that echoed in the street accompanied by the haunting darkness.
As we walking a flashing two lights point towards us. We move aside and the car passes us.
"Ugh! He's taking too long" Lou grunts
I patiently focus on the road and listening to the slightest sound of a living being or see a ghost passing by. I cling to my lumber jacket.
We are now reaching Jericho resort. We have been walking in this chilly weather for more than 30 minutes. The distance is long enough for him to have arrived. I feel my teeth gritting.
We see a car speeding up on the gravel road making loud noises. I roll my eyes at the exaggeration. Attention seeking people. The car drives past us. The car made a loud screeching sound. We turned our heads to look at the car in surprise.
"It's him. Finally!!" She let out a sly smile. I look at her dumbfounded. Do their parents just give him any car to drive at any time of the day? Wow! They spoil this kid. I shake my head.
The car slowly reduces its speed and drive slowly next to us. The driver's window pulls down.
"Hey ladies..." His face had a flirtatious smirk
"Hey..." Lou answers in a playful tone.
"Need a lift?" He scans from head to toe. "I promise you my car is warm" He licks his lips.
I glance at him defeated, what is he trying to do? I am feeling cold and he is being flirtatious with me.
"Come on, flirt back. I am feeling cold" Lou nudges me with her shoulder. I look away.
"Baby..."
I hear the car stop and turned my head. He opens the door and glared at me and his lips slowly form a playful smile. What is going on with this guy? Why isn't he mad? He walks towards me and stands close to me. He draws me against his body and my lips slammed his lips. Before I pulled back, his lips captured my lips with an intensity that my mind wandered. I grab his knitted cardigan to stay steady. His lips pull apart from me, leaving my lips still ready to indulge his passionate kiss.
"Why are you playing hard to get? When you already mine" His gaze was passionate. He caresses my cheek with a cold hand. The friction of his cold hand and my warm cheek makes my knees weak.
"Why do you mean?" I smile sinisterly. "If I am yours, why aren't you sweeping me off my feet to your....ahem abode?" I let out a naughty chuckle.
"Ugh... You are so annoying. Let's go before you make out on the street" She slams the door.
He bit my lower lip and hold me close to his torso. I could feel his body accelerating with temperature and twitched a bit. I let out a sexy laugh which he joined in embarrassment.
"Let's go, before I rip off this little dress" He walks to his door. I am tempted to smack his butt to show my passionate side. I walk to the passenger seat and get in the car.
I peeked at him when he holds the gear lever and drives the car off the gravel road. He was racing, the speed of the car keeps on increasing. Fortunately, so far they are no cars on the road we are driving on right now.
"Uh uh! Go, bro!" She giggles while videoing the whole thing. She is excited.
I avoid her direction, I don't want to be on some video that could fall on the hands of my mother. I keep on gazing at the road, the speed and at his face. I can't help feel that there's something that is driving his behaviour. He is crazy, but this is incited by something. He is calm and quiet. That scares most, I hope he is not drunk.
*
"Let me sleep over at your place" She begs him.
"Lou no, I want to spend some alone time with Deya" He glanced at her with a bit of annoyance.
"Please..." She begs with pleading eyes, she gazes at me. "I haven't seen my brother in a while..."
"I was just home recently" He shakes his head. "Fine! Just don't complain"
"Yeah!! I will get to know Deya" She celebrates
"Not tonight, she's mine tonight" He glares at me with mischievous eyes.
After few minutes we drive into his new residence, his brother's house. We get off the car and quickly head into the house. I think it's been a long day, I just want to rest and...Someone grope my butt cheek and whispers into my ear.
"Let's go to sleep" He bit my earlobe.
"Come on, you could not even give me two seconds to chill with you guys. Ugh!" Her voice was vexed.
I hear her footsteps disappear into one of the rooms in the house. My heart sunk, I feel bad, maybe I should convince Musa to change his mind. I feel his arms carry my body up. Wait, he can carry me. I am startled, I never thought he could carry me. I bet he went to the gym for me or maybe he is just horny. People will kill for you when they want to bite the forbidden fruit. He carried me to the bedroom door and help me stand on my feet.
He opens the door for her and she walks into the candlelit room. Aww! He is trying to be romantic, I mean he is romantic. Slow sexy music was playing. Rose petals on the bed. The coloured candles were in glass containers on the floor far away from the bed.
"No lights today baby" He smooches me and leads me to the bed.
I throw myself on the bed and it bounced back a bit. He just gazes at me admiringly. He sits on the bed and crawls next to me. He runs his hands on my thigh. This guy is into sex today, he's not hiding it or even make a petty conversation. I grasp his hand and intertwine them with mine. I place the intertwined hands between us. He gazes at me and I glare at him back.
"Why are you being paranoid?" He tries to sound mannered but I could sense the vexation underneath his tone.
"I am not" I try to stay chilled, knowingly I am annoyed. Why is he so touchy?
"I should not touch?"
"Did you ask?"
"I should ask now? Okay, can I touch you?"
"No!"
"Why?"
"Because it's my body"
"Ugh! Can't a guy crave his woman and be craved back" He sits upright in vexation
"Can't a woman be loved without sex?" I snap
"What the hell? I love you without that." He sniffles. "Is it that douche? " He dares at me.
"He's not a douche. Don't paint your insecurities on other people" I sit in an upright position.
"Oh really, that's why you still wearing his jacket, trying to savour the moment" A slap landed on his face. I gasp in disbelief.
"I am sorry Musa. I didn't mean to" I apologise close to tears.
"Fuck Deya! I can't do this" He gets up
"What do you mean, we breaking up" My voice is quivering with emotions. Fear overwhelms my anxious heart.
"You want that. I just can't do this right now" He walks to the bathroom and slam the door.
I follow him to the door and listen to any sound but I hear no echoing sound. I lean against the door.
"I am sorry Musa. I mean it. I should not have slapped you" tears overflow
"You think I care about that. You should apologise for going to that party, for being vulnerable in front of him. For crying over him in front of him while I watched it. For coming back wearing his jacket and smelling like him. You are my woman, but I doubt that now, you are busy defending him. Do you even love me? I thought you did. I thought you want me" I hear few sniffs again.
"I am sorry that I made you feel that way...but I love you. I love you and I want you too. I am yours and promise me that you are mine" My voice was soft and passionate.
"I became yours the first time you slept next to me. I am not sure if you feel or see the amount of intense love I have for you. I want my love to be reciprocated too" His voice is now calm and soft.
"I will try my best to see you and don't make you feel alone in this love. You and me forever?" I eagerly for his reply.
He opens the door and finds me leaning against the doorframe. He brushes my cheek.
"Forever" He stares at me with a loving gaze. I smile.
"Let's go to sleep now" I hold his hand and lead him to the bed.
"Are you sure you want to sleep next to me, because ahem, Someone is calling for your name" He smirks mischievously
" I ain't scared of him" I sit on the edge of the bed.
"Since when? Because I remember how you gasped when you meet him" His lips contort a wide playful smile.
"I didn't...I welcomed him with love" I crawl on the bed and unexpectedly I felt his hand slap my butt cheek. "Ah!" I gasp out of shock and a good sensation. "What is wrong with you today? " I turn and lie meeting his face hovering on my face
"Are you complaining?" His lips reach my lips. A bitter smoky taste lingered on my tongue when the kiss was prolonged. I pulled back and glare at him.
"You smoke?" I ask in disbelief
"A blunt of Sativa to calm my nerves" He draws near to my face. "Want to do the second blunt with me? You will feel good" He dismounted from my body and open the side drawer.
His hand came out with a rolled blunt and a lighter. He sat upright against the headboard of the bed. I joined him and gaze at him as he takes his first puff. I am tempted but hesitating. He smiles at me as he takes his second puff. Maybe I should try it.
"Let me try"
"Are you sure?" He glances at me cautiously and I dared him with my gaze. He passes the blunt. I took a puff. The smoke was ashy on my throat and burned my chest. I coughed so hard.
He soothes my back. "Take it slowly babe...It's like meditation, breathe in, pause, and breathe out"
I take another puff slowly as he said. I cough again. This is painful on my chest and making my throat dry.
"It hurts, take your thing back" I hand it over to him while coughing.
"What hurts?" He asks with a concerned gaze.
"My throat and chest" I swallow hard to patch the dryness on my throat.
He redirects me to sit in front of him and draw me in between his legs.
He takes a puff and he reaches for my lips. The smoke played around in our mouths. He pulled back and killed the blunt's light. I could sense that he was heading for some loving predicament. I ready myself.
"Move this side" He directs me to his side. He opens the blanket and we slide in the blankets.
I am now becoming baffled. He drew close to my torso and held me by my waist. I slide my leg in between his legs allowing our bodies to intertwine. We gaze at each other with our foreheads against each other. Our lips slowly meet and crash our feelings into a million pieces. It feels good, more than good. It feels like stars crashing against each other and shattering into small sparkling and shiny little stars. I am in a euphoria state of mind.
"Good Night"
"Good night love"
Our lips captured each other hostage again. We are hostage to our feelings. Our lips express what our words can't, which is simply being in love, feeling love, and let love be love. The perfect and intimate expression for love is a kiss.
My eyes shut with my lips declaring openly my love for him. I love you.