This week’s teaser is from The Senators Daughter.
In this scene, Nosa is in trouble for the flippant promises he made in the throes of passion.
If someone says I love you for the first time during a passionate encounter or sexual activity, would you believe him or her?
She sat in the backseat of the vehicle, staring out the window. Her facial expression was grim, and she appeared pensive. She had been quiet for the past three days, barely left her house except for when he had driven her to the bank and a shopping mall yesterday.
She had returned and walked back into her bungalow, not saying much to him, except giving him monotonous instructions. It appeared she wanted to keep things formal, too, and avoided any personal conversations with him.
He sensed from her countenance that she was unhappy with him, but he wasn’t sure what he had done to upset her.
“Are you okay, Rita?” he asked her, wanting to clear the air between them.
“Yes,” she muttered.
“You are angry with me.” It was a statement, not a question.
“No,” she replied in a clipped tone, still facing the window.
With a sigh, Nosa turned back to the road. Her behaviour only proved she was angry. Had he said something? Done something? He couldn’t recall. Their plans were going along perfectly.
She was due to begin her job at Dermoplaz Pharmaceuticals in a few days, and they were one step closer to getting to her father’s secrets. Unless….had she changed her mind?
“Do you still want to do this, Rita?” he asked.
“Work against your family? Do what we planned? You know you don’t have to; I can find another way.”
“What other way, Nosa? Leaving and moving back to Canada?”
Silence followed her irate question. He glanced at her again through the mirror, and his breath hitched. Their eyes met and held for seconds, and he noticed an angry spark light her pupils. So, that was it. It suddenly dawned on him why she was angry with him.
“You held me in your arms with promises of dates, candlelit dinners. You kissed me, and whispered pleasant words of tomorrow.” She sat forward as she spoke. “Were you playing with me, Nosa? Saying what you thought I wanted to hear?”
“Don’t lie to me,” she interjected. “I heard you a few hours later, making plans to return to Canada.” Her voice was shaky.
Nosa wished he could stop the car and park somewhere, so they could have this conversation properly. But she had a deadline to meet— a Saturday club opening event she’d been paid to cover in her vBlog. They were due in fifteen minutes.
“I don’t like people who give false promises, Nosa,” she continued in a soft reflective tone. “All my life, people have abandoned me. My father, my mother, my friends, my ex-boyfriend, and now, Ehis.”
Her words were like daggers to his soul. He had never even considered how much his rash promises had hurt her.
“I thought you were different. I thought, for once, here is a man who wants nothing from me. Here is a man I can finally trust.”
Nosa couldn’t respond. His throat clogged with regret. The last thing he wanted was to hurt her.
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The Senator’s Daughter
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