In this week’s #LAPLovenotes, I’m sharing a snippet from Thorn’s and Roses.
“Thanks for forcing me to take today off,” she murmured, a soft smile curving her lips. “I enjoyed being with you today, the conversation, food, wine and the fact that I could forget all my worries.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. You should take more time off,” Chuma replied, smiling back at her.
She remained standing there, as if immobilised. With the wind scattering her hair over her face, her creamy skin glowing in the illumination provided by the setting sun and the flush on her face, she looked almost ethereal.
Chuma stood beside her and inhaled deeply.
“I want to take care of you,” he said, his voice deep and low.
It’s been a sad week. First with the Ethiopian airline crash, then the building that collapsed in Lagos, and then the horrible trailer accident at Onitsha, Eastern Nigeria. May all the souls of all the departed RIP. And may their families find comfort.
This week, I’ll be sharing a teaser from Melodies of love. In this scene, Ikenna just got back from the studio to find his girl busy in the kitchen.
Her back was to him, and it looked like she was chopping vegetables on the kitchen counter.
No wonder she did not hear me come in, Ikenna thought as he stood back and took in the delightful sight.
She was wearing a white camisole top and a pair of multi-coloured Ankara shorts. Those damned Shorts! The way they fitted snugly over her perfectly rounded derriere always kicked his libido into overdrive.
He watched as she wriggled her hips, singing off key to the song that was playing in her ears. Then he recognised the song. It was his last single. That was the moment when his heart stopped.
All the blood in his brain drained south. Now, this is what every man wants to come home to, he thought as he strode purposefully towards her
In this week’s #LAPLovenotes, I’m sharing a snippet from The Senator’s Daughter.
Here, Rita summourned Nosa to the room where he held her captive, because she was feeling bored.
Their eyes locked for a few seconds and she inhaled sharply, which turned his gaze to her chest. Shit. No bra. He noticed, and he hated himself for it. For noticing three days in a row, how her perky breasts pressed against the soft fabric of whatever shirt she wore, their prominent sharp points poking through, demanding to be noticed. And he couldn’t help that they got his attention.
The growing heaviness in his shorts snapped him back to reality, and his gaze jumped to her eyes which twinkled with amusement. The wench. She knows. Time for a bra. But how did one ask someone he wasn’t intimate with about her bra size?
“What are you watching?”
“Wh-what?” His heart rate doubled. He was taken aback by her provocative question.
“On TV. What are you watching?”
“Oh…Oh… I thought you meant…” He ran his palms over his face and shook his head.
This woman distracted him no end. “The news. I was watching the news,” he finally responded.
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