CHAPTER 4

• His mouth and tongue sought, found, tasted and savored every part of my face and neck, hungrily. Greedily. Possessively.
• His hand was restless, it tried to get my zipper down and it succeeded.
• "Oh" I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips when his fingers caressed my breasts, our tongues fought for dominance.
• I lost it, my hands traveled down to his waist, and started working on his trouser's buttons.
• In one quick splitting second, he jumped off me like I just pressed the right button that snapped him back to his senses.
• We stared at each other in amazement, as we fought to keep our breaths slow and steady.
• When my eyes went down defeated, I saw my half naked body, I drew at the hem of my cloth and closed my zipper with shaky fingers, I stood up slowly from the bed. He stood frozen until I walked towards the door, he caught my hand.
• "Don't go, Jenny. I mean...not like this, I'm really sorry. I didn't know what came over me, I...shit!" He cursed when his voice trailed off.
• "You don't have to be sorry, it wasn't exactly your fault. I mean...what was I thinking, I should have stopped us from... I... I will just go to my room" I half ran out of his room.
• I rushed into my room and shut the door. There are a lot of empty rooms in my uncle's house, so I was given a separate room. It was when I ran inside that I figured his room was actually the one opposite mine.
• I went to look at my face in the standing mirror, I couldn't see my face but I saw what happened in his room vividly.
• What would be going through his mind now? No! What actually happened right there? I don't trust myself but I remember he was the one that…
• Gosh!
• My whole being wept and craved for his touch again.
• "How am I going to face him tomorrow?" I murmured to myself.
• I am tired, it's been a long day. I thought of taking another shower but I dismissed the thought because I didn't want to wash off his scent which still fills my nostrils.
• His touch still lingered on my body and my mouth felt supple and swollen from his kiss. I threw myself on the bed and went on dreaming about what's coming next.
• *Next morning*
• I was woken up from my daydream by my aunt's voice when she called to wake me up that the day had broken.
• Truly, when I left bed and looked at the wall clock at the parlour, I saw that it's almost twelve past eight. I had brushed my teeth and washed my face before coming out of my room inside my private bathroom, so I joined my Aunt in the kitchen.
• "Good morning, Aunt?" I greeted her and looked around to see what I would help her do.
• "Morning, how was your night, Jennifer?" She replied.
• "Good, I overslept... you should have woken me earlier" I commented.
• "I know you must be tired from yesterday's journey, so I had to allow you to rest, I woke you up so you would take your bath and then go back to sleep, it's good for you" She said tapping my shoulder.
• "I don't usually sleep that long, I was just tired and now, am awake, so I have to help you out here" I said and took the tea mugs to rinse for her to share breakfast.
• "Nice, I really won't mind if you take a good rest, you know" she shrugged smiling.
• My Aunt is a very nice woman, she's jovial as well and she kind of likes petting people. My first impression of her was wrong, I discovered her virtuous side.
• "Good morning, Mom?" His voice echoed in my head.
• My heart sank. One of the mugs almost slipped off my hand, it was sheer luck that it fell back inside the washing basin.
• My whole body shivered and I kept myself busy with pouring the tea instead. I have to make sure I don't look up, I might end up wobbling out of the kitchen.
• "How are you doing son?" My Aunt asked her son.
• "Am awesome, and you?"
• "Not bad at all!"
• "How was your night, cousin?"
• Cousin? Is he referring to me?
• I am busy minding my business, why can't he just go if he's done greeting his mother?
• Wake up, Jen. It doesn't seem like anything serious happened last night, but why does it matter so much to me? It doesn't seem like it matters to him, anyways. It's no big deal!
• I glanced at his face and forced a squeaky smile "It wasn't bad, kinda refreshing and yours?" I rolled my eyes and brought it down to pouring tea.
• "My night was splendid, let me help you with that" He chooses his English words carefully, I must comment.
• He took the jug from me to pour tea himself, but I didn't give him a chance.
• "Mr helper, there doesn't seem to be another male presence in this kitchen, it's not meant for you, get lost!" I snorted.
• "Huh? Jennifer, don't be rude when a guy wants to help you out in the kitchen, it takes an intelligent man to help out in the kitchen!" My Aunt jumped in.
• "Mom, don't mind her, I know how to handle her!" he said as he carefully took out the tray pan to arrange the breakfast.
• "Aunt, don't tell me you are standing in for a guy in this kitchen o, doesn't he know his place?" I objected.
• A rush of aspirin ran through my system as his fingers brushed against mine when he took the last mug of tea from my hand.
• I glanced at where he touched me and moved quickly away from him, what's wrong with me? Is this really my heart?
• "I have to, men who help out in the kitchen are rare, it takes a real man to do that" My aunt said as she carried water to the dining table.
• I took the tray pan hurriedly and followed my aunt out, one of the mugs ended up with him.
• "Are you saying my uncle is not a real man?" I asked my aunt, hiding my amusement as we set the dining table.
• He brought it to the dinning himself, when I stole another glance at him, a mischievous smile played on his lips over my expensive joke with his mother, or maybe about something up on his mind, that I don't know.
• "I never said that, Jennifer. I meant that it isn't actually bad for a man to help women out in the kitchen, besides, your uncle used to do exactly that until they came along and he became more busy" My aunt replied with a smile.
• The 'they' must be Chris and Nancy, and they are the source of my uncle being mostly busy these days. Good parenting ethics? But I think he creates time for them as well.