Novels by emailtochiamaka

The aroma of beef stew whiffed through the air as Sasha added the last of the ingredients into the pot. She stirred the content with a wooden spoon, took it out, and tapped it lightly on her palm. Lifting her palm to her mouth, she licked off the stew, then nodded and smiled with content. She turned off the stove and turned around to see a huge figure standing at the kitchen door, occupying the whole frame.“Ah!” she screamed, throwing the spoon away.“I’m sorry,” Darnell said.Sasha placed her palm on her chest as she inhaled and exhaled deeply to calm herself. She picked up the spoon from the floor and straightened up.“I didn’t hear you come in,” she said.She had almost forgotten that she didn’t live alone. She and Darnell hadn’t seen each other in two days. He stared at her from her head to her toe. She followed his gaze and looked at herself too. An apron covered the tank top and shorts that she was wearing. It had food stains on it. Her hair was still tied with the checkered sc

Sasha and Trey had only said a few words before he was called back on set. She waited in a nearby coffee shop, where she watched him through the glass window. He’d gotten so much better than the last time she saw him act. In fact, he was giving Glover a run for his money. He was so good that he almost made her forget about her protruding belly, which he didn’t mention while they chatted. Perhaps he was only being decent. It would have been inappropriate to mention it before they finished exchanging pleasantries.He finished for the day and came looking for her at her table. She’d ordered only water. He ordered water too. They started talking about his career. She asked how it was going for him. He said it was great and told her how he was meeting famous actors and getting acquainted with directors to be kept in mind future projects. As he spoke, she couldn’t help wondering how he was going to mention the elephant in the room. He was sitting with his ex-girlfriend who looked like she’d

Sixteen days ago, Sasha moved to Paris with Darnell. She hadn’t needed much convincing. LA air lingered with toxicity, and she was desperate to get away from it. From Joshua and Grandfather betraying Maya to Tatiana and Scott’s separation, she needed a break from all the negativity.She woke up in a queen-sized bed and stretched as the sun lit her room through the window. Then she got out of bed, put on her yoga outfit and spread out her yoga mat to workout. Afterwards, she brushed her teeth and took a bathe. All cleaned up, she jumped back in bed and picked up her phone to order breakfast from a restaurant with a French bank credit card Darnell had given her.She and Darnell didn’t see each other much. She wanted to believe it was because of his work, as he spent more time at work than at home. Sometimes, he didn’t come home at all. But he’d been distant since LA. If she was being more precise, since after their intimacy. He was either in his room or study all day. The cooks began ta

When Sasha woke up the next morning, she freshened up and wore her baby bump before heading downstairs for breakfast. The table had been laid with her and Darnell’s breakfast. She felt the side of the mug with his coffee with the back of her fingers. It was cold, just as she had suspected.Her eggs and toast were still warm, as they had just been prepared and placed next to her bowl of diced fruits. She finished her breakfast and headed to Darnell’s room. When she got there, she knocked on the door and waited for his response. She heard his footstep approaching the door, and then as he pulled the door open. She got a whiff of his shampoo or lotion or perfume—she couldn’t tell exactly what it was—and wished she could bury her face in his chest, hug his muscular body and inhale his scent.He was wearing shorts and a shirt, his typical stay-at-home outfit. His hair and beards were still short, and the outline Andrew had made on the sides of his face with a clipper was still neat. She not

Darnell thought about Sasha as he drove to work. Their sex the previous night had been on his mind since he woke up that morning. Maybe, it was the tension that built up overtime, or simply just her, but sex with her was different than with other women. It was passionate. And he wanted more.He swerved his car into his garage at King Hotel and turned off the ignition, then picked up his briefcase before heading into the building. He was already late for the board meeting that morning because he’d slept a little too soundly, thanks to the intense orgasm he had last night.He couldn’t help wondering why Sasha had left so abruptly afterwards. Had she not enjoyed it? He could have sworn that she came. Other women liked to cuddle or talk after sex. He couldn’t help overthinking that maybe he hadn’t pleased her enough.He pushed the thought to the back of his mind as he entered the room where the other board members were already seated around the rectangular table. He stopped in his tracks

Sasha woke up the next day with memories of the previous night on her mind. She wasn’t over what she and Darnell had done. What he’d done to her. The past months, she’d been so occupied with all the drama in her life that she’d almost forgotten about sex. The bare skins sliding against each other, and mouths reaching places they normally didn’t go... Sex with Darnell was different from any sex she’d ever had, even with Trey. With Trey, they were equals in bed, but with Darnell, he took the lead. She didn’t want to admit it, but she’d loved giving up control. He was so strong too. He’d lifted her with one arm like she was light as a feather, and touched her with such certainty that he knew exactly what he was doing. It was like magic how he’d simultaneously chased his pleasure while pleasing her. It wasn’t one or the other. There’d been no awkwardness. No point where she was pulled out of the euphoria and was overly conscious of the silly act of sex. No, she was completely and entir