《HEALED ME》Chapter Twenty Nine
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Sunday went on lazily. Me and Josie were just in the room,watched movies,had lots of ice cream and pizza and basically enjoyed each other's company. Then we called Josie's mum to talk to the children.
"Daddy when are you coming back. I miss you",Toya whinned.
"I miss you too baby. Are you being nice to Josie's mum?",I asked faking seriousness.
"Nana is not complaining. Uncle Merijn taught me how to play the guitar. And I did aunty Jolie's makeup",Toya told me excitedly. Wow since when do she start calling Josie's mum nana,merijn and Jolie uncle and aunty. Guess my daughter senses we are meant to be a family.
"Wow,glad you are having fun. Where are your siblings?",I continued.
"They are napping. I just woke up",she said.
."Looks like I am forgotten",Josie spoke through the phone.
"Jooossiieeeee,I miss you",Toya squealed.
"Oohh baby,I miss you too",Josie replied.
They talked for sometime and hang up. We ordered chinese for dinner. We ate laughing about the stories Toya told us earlier.
We decided to watch another movie. Halfway through it,Josie asked,"You've never talked about your parents,why?".
"It because they were never there. You see Anthony and Beatrice were workers in my parents' house. They raised me like their own. My biological parents never had time for me. They were always travelling or stuck in their offices. when I turned 16 I started working and that's how I got here. I moved my present parents out of there. Got them a comfortable house and yeah,those are the grandparents my children know and will ever know",I said.
She looked at me with so much concern and gave my hand a squeeze which I greatly appreciated. She pulled me in for a hug. We stayed there silent but that hug held alot of unspoken emotion.
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In the shadows her face was so close to mine that I could smell the sweet rosy fragrance of the cherry wine she had been drinking.
I turned around and found her face, and her mouth was already waiting like a question
In all truth, I had merely wished to look at her face, but then her lips were just so irresistible. I kissed her. Again. I’m not gonna make it out to be something that it wasn’t: It was perfect.
Josie’s soft lips against mine with the wine still on our tongues. She did more than just not stop me. She kissed me back. Our lips moved in perfect sync. Both of us fighting for control.
I don't know how it happened. Ofcourse I know. I am just in denial that I let my boss kiss me again. I kissed him back. I didn't want to let go.
Before I could withdraw my mind from its far places, his arms were around me, as sure and hard. I felt the rush of helplessness,the surging tide of warmth that left me limp. He kissed me , softly at first, and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made me cling to him as the only solid thing in a dizzy swaying world. His insistent mouth was parting my shaking lips, sending wild tremors along my spine, awakening sensations I never knew I was capable of feeling. And before I knew it,I was kissing him back.
We are kissing like crazy. Like our lives depend on it. His tongue Slipped inside my mouth, gentle but demanding,and I suddenly understand why people describe kissing as melting because every square inch of my body dissolves into his.
My fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer.He pushes me backward and we are lying down, making out.The weight of his body on top of mine is extraordinary. I feel him all of him pressed against me, and I inhale the scent of his cologne.
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His lips taste like honey. He feels wonderful. His hands are allover my body and it doesn’t matter, I want him closer and closer to me.
Between pants,I push him off me and run to my room,leaving him staring blankly in space. I am excited that we kissed again but also confused as to what it meant.
Unlike last time, I decided we would talk about the kiss and clear the air.
After washing my face,I went back to the leaving room and found him exactly where I hand left him.
"Josie am sorry,I don't know what came over me. I am truly sorry",he said apologetically.
"Its not entirely your fault. I also let it happen",I assured him.
Then he leaned in,kissed my cheek and wished me a goodnight. Leaving me dumbfounded as to why he just kissed my cheek yet we apologized about kissing a few minutes back.
I dragged myself to bed but I just couldn't sleep. The makeout session we had was just intense. How I wish he felt the same way. Am I in love with Mathew?. Definitely but I just can't tell him. I am not his type of girl.
Besides am just his nanny.
Pushing those thoughts to the back of my mind, I slept off with a satisfied smile plastered on my lips.
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