"Oh my God, are you okay"?
"What is wrong with you?" I asked, panicking.
"Let me call an ambulance", bring out my phone. He held it.
"I will be fine, don't bother," he said with pain in his eyes.
"How can you be fine in this state, please let me call an ambulance or I can drive you to a hospital. "Please," I said
"Samantha no!!, I said I'm fine, by the way, I think it is from the food we just had. My system selects a lot, I have got some medication at home for this, so don't worry I will be fine". He reassured
"Are you sure? I asked, still sounding worried.
"Trust me Sam" he replied, sounding bright like nothing just happened.
"Alright". I got into my car while he got into his, looking at me from his car he brought out his tongue, his eyes rolled in a funny way he gave a clown look, which made me laugh so hard as he waved to me, I smiled and waved him back as he zoomed off and I followed suit.
I couldn't help but keep smiling and blushing. Was this love, or what, I asked myself. "I think he's the one, or I'm too fast? I hope he's alright" she concluded.
"Finally, I can start afresh."Relocating wasn't as bad as I thought. I parked her car, got into the house, and flopped onto her bed with excitement.
After changing and taking a hot bath, my phone rang. It was him. Immediately I picked up, getting butterflies in my stomach as I heard his voice.
"Hello my good luck charm" he spoke
"Hi, how are you doing, how are you feeling now? How's your stomach?" I said with a rush and my cheeks turned red.
"Is someone worried about me"? He said, sounding sarcastic.
"Stop messing around, you scared me back there".
"Well I'm sorry pretty, I'm fine now like I said it was just because of what I ate, I'm much better now".
"That's good to know"
"Alright, so I'll see you tomorrow right"? He asked
"Right" I replied
"Goodnight my good luck charm" sleep sweet". He said.
"Bye"....
With a smile on my face, I couldn't help but feel hopeful for what the future held, thinking about it I zoomed off to Dreamland.
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CAVEMAN POV…..
Walking into the five-star restaurant, I spotted her immediately. Samantha.
She looked stunning, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. For a moment, it felt like I was lost looking at her.
"Hi," she broke the silence, her voice soft and a bit nervous.
"Uh, hi-hi, please have a seat," I said, quickly standing up to help her into her seat.
I couldn't stop staring at her. She looked even more beautiful than I remembered.
"Sorry I'm late," she said."It's fine. You look so beautiful," I complimented, unable to hide my admiration.
"Thank you," she replied, a blush spreading across her cheeks.
We ordered our meals, and as we waited to be served, I decided to get to know her better.
The evening went perfectly.
Samantha needed to go, cause it was getting quite late, before she got up I held her hands and gave a light kiss, which made her cheeks turn red immediately.
We stood up and walked out of the restaurant heading to where our cars were parked and then I saw her, Amelia, my fiancée. She was just alighting from her car when I saw her, looking around.
My heart skipped a beat. If she saw me here with Samantha, everything would be ruined. I needed to think fast.
I immediately bent down pretending to feel a sharp pain in my stomach, clutching my side.
"Oh my God, are you okay? What's wrong?" Samantha asked, panic evident in her voice.
"Let me call an ambulance," she said, reaching for her phone.
I grabbed it from her."I'll be fine, don't bother," I said, trying to sound reassuring through the pain.
"How can you be fine in this state? Please, let me call an ambulance or drive you to a hospital. Please," she pleaded."Samantha, no! I said I'm fine.
By the way, I think it's from the food we just had. My system is very selective. I've got some medication at home for this, so don't worry, I'll be fine," I reassured her, hoping she wouldn't see through my lie.
"Are you sure?" she asked, still sounding worried."Trust me, Sam," I said, managing a weak smile."Alright," she finally conceded, looking relieved. I got into my car, watching her from across the parking lot.
She looked back at me, and I couldn't resist making a funny face, sticking out my tongue and rolling my eyes. She burst into laughter, and I waved at her. She waved back, and we both drove off.
I watched her car disappear in the rearview mirror. As soon as she was out of sight, I straightened up, the pain miraculously gone, not like there was any pain or stomach upset. I glanced around to make sure Amelia hadn't seen us and breathed a sigh of relief.
"What a close call," I muttered to myself, smiling.
"I'm the smartest nigga ever," I said I'm between laughing.
Later that night, I called her to check if she got home safely.
Tomorrow was going to be interesting, to say the least.
As I was about to head to bed, my phone buzzed with a text message. It was from an unknown number.
"Be careful, Jeremy. I
know what you're up to."My heart pounded. Who could it be?
"Know what?" I asked myself.