Lucy's POV
I can't say all has been well since I discovered that that bitch and backstabber Pat wanted to snatch my man away but we've been doing well. Who does she think she is? She thinks she is everyone's queen and we have to bow and salute her at her beckoning? She better know she is a princess in her own kingdom not everywhere.
I am glad that I listened to Ken. Otherwise I would have been blinded into following her and end up crying, even though I know my man is honorable and faithful. I trust him fully. For the past two years, he has been nothing but Angelic.
Thinking about my past life, I had never encountered such an honest man. They were mostly slippery and unfaithful. Or maybe I was living in a doomed Era back then? I'm grateful to the higher powers out there for granting me another chance to experience love.
Sometimes I sit down and wonder if I would have been able to fall in love at 40 had I not died? Death is horrible but in my case it wasn't, it purged my old karma and made me a better person. Not that I despise my former life but I am thankful for this life now.
I know that there are valleys low and mounts of problems and challenges and issues ahead in life but I'm prepared to make it work in this relationship. He loves me undeniably and I love him madly, so what would stop us from riding the waves of challenges together if we love each other this much?
I know some will think, you are only 21 so what do you know about life? Well, news flash! Been there, done that, worn that T-shirt! I see myself privileged to at least have experienced teenage stage before. It's like a navigation map for me to steer clear of life's troubles. .
Everything packed, ready to go for a trip to my future. Ken hasn't proposed to me or anything but I feel he is taking a step in that direction if he is going to introduce me to his family. It's a huge step I must say. I had gone through those moments in my previous life, some bad some good, therefore I'm a ball of nerves right now because I don't know whether I'll be accepted or not.
We are traveling by train and it is a little adventure for me. I'm thankful that I'm by the window so I get to see the vegetation and the rivers we are crossing and the beautiful animals. I glance at Ken trying to talk about a herd of buffaloes I just saw but I'm met with his shut eyes.
He doesn't seem asleep because his jaw is constantly twitching and his hand clenched into a fist with its veins protruding. 'Why does it look like he is tense and having an argument with self?' I wonder. I lift my hand slowly wanting to touch his and soothe him.
His eyes abruptly open and he looks at me and his eyes somehow changed its color. I could swear they were almost golden in color. I get from worried to scared. What if he changed his mind about me meeting his family? Or he knows for sure that his family won't accept and that would put him in a difficult situation?
"Babe, is everything okay? You seem kind of, tense if not extremely worried." I asked with concern. He closed his eyes and sighed quietly.
"I'm okay omalicha(beauty), I'm just nervous I guess. It's my first time going to introduce a girl to my family and I don't know how they will take it.. What makes me more nervous is how you will take it. There's something I haven't told you about me, I want you to see it for yourself and make a decision whether you want to be with me or not after seeing it." He uttered.
Now I was beginning to get very nervous. No, I was getting scared. Does he mean there is something he is keeping that has the potential to break us up? "I looked at him intently but lovingly. I can see that whatever it is, it really got him worked up. I didn't want to tense up or show him that now I'm scared, for fear of him falling apart or the holidays turning into a nightmare.
I gently caressed his arm, feeling some muscles loosening up and he gave me a small smile. He really is worried and I just felt like reaching out to hug his inner self and assure him that I'll do whatever it takes to fight for us and that I won't let any circumstance, human or not come between us.
I squeezed his shoulder and he turned to face me and I threw myself into his arms, hugging the life out of him. "Ken, I want you to know that I love you with my soul, I won't promise you that I can't be touched by any circumstance but I'll assure you of my love and commitment to us. I'll do my best to stand by our love as long as you give me the reason to."
I assured him. I wanted him to know that the only person or thing that has the potential to break us up would be us not anything external.
I pulled back and looked straight into his mesmerizing hazel eyes. A relief to me seeing that his eyes had returned back to their normal color, though it puzzled me that his eye color can change at will. Very weird and strange I must say. I cupped his face and locked lips with him. He kissed me passionately as though his life depended on it.
Thank goodness we were in a private cabin. He had insisted on getting first class tickets. The train was classy and much more comfortable. We pulled back to catch our breath. Sometimes I feel like he would suck the life out of me with these kisses one of the days.
Whenever we kiss, I feel as if he turns savage, more like animalistic kind of, as if someone else just took over, but at the same time he is very gently and the kisses are to die for. I felt a wet pool on my undies all the time and I always feel embarrassed because it feels as if I'm kind of a loose girl or something. Thank goodness that he doesn't know, otherwise I would be so embarrassed.
Though I had had sex in my previous life, I had completely forgotten how it felt like. I guess that's the only thing I would say I lost with my old life.
I'm still a virgin at 21 which maybe be weird to some but I choose to wait for the right time and my angel has been really an angel concerning the matter.
He never put any pressure on me. He told me he was a virgin too and was waiting for his soul mate to give himself to her. How romantic!
All of a sudden Ken looked at me, sniffed the air and excused himself to go to the bathroom. I was left confused and a little embarrassed not knowing whether he could smell my arousal or what. Oh boy, if that's the case, I would want to dig a hole and burry myself!