Chapter three (Mike house at New York)

CHAPTER THREE

Karen Donna

We land in New York, finally.

Mike and I board taxi to the house he bought in New York sometime ago. I really want to ask him why he doesn’t live at New York, but I remember his work at our town, Oak Hill

He is a lawyer, one I am proud of everyday.

We reach the house, and a petite girl came out to help us carry our bags.

“This is Annie, my cousin,” Mike says, wrapping his arms on my waist, snuggling me closer to him. He places a kiss on my cheeks.

I waves awkwardly at his cousin, who stand there with a smile on her face. “I’m Karen Donna.”

She smiles, pulling me into a hug, and away from Mike. He scowls at her. “It’s so nice to finally meet the girl that makes my cousin go crazy.” She laughs, playfully hitting Mike hand.

“At least someone beautiful stole his heart.” She added, glancing at Mike. A part of me tells me she is talking about his exes.

I watch them banter, feeling quite unconsciously. At least they are a happy family.

“Come on, I brought some freshly baked cookies. Mum made it and asked to send it over to you.” Annie says, pulling me into the kitchen. I follow her like a dummy.

The kitchen is sparkling clean with everything in its right places.

Annie hands me a basket filled with cookies. “A gift from my mum”

I gave her a smile. “Thank you.”

“Why don’t you freshen up while I whip something for you and that dummy.” I laughs at the name she give Mike who had no idea. These two wouldn’t survive two days living under the same roof.

I walk out of the kitchen with the basket of cookies. I am itching to eat it, as the sweet smell hit my nostrils each time I bring it close to my nose.

“I’m going to shower now.” I tell Mike and walks past him.

The house is two bedroom apartments, which is spacious. It is way bigger than my house at Oak Hill. I wish my family had to come with me

Mum,

How could I forget my family? I promised to call immediately I arrive. I take out my laptop from my bag to video call my mum.

She picks up immediately, Jane, Ralph and mum all stares at me with huge smiles on their faces.

“As much as I’m happy to be here, I want to be with you guys.” I say, lowering my eyes.

“I miss you bestie,” Jane say, pouting.

“Second.” Ralph says a sad smile on his face. “I wish you good luck sis”

“I do too.” Jane adds. I stare at mum, noticing the small smile playing on her lips.

“It’s for us. Good luck Karen. I’m proud of you. I love you baby.”

I wipe the single tears that escape my eyes. “I love you too mum.”

I end the call with them, and proceeded to freshen up. I dried myself up and pull into a boyfriend jean, and a tank top.

The moment I enter the sitting room, the sweet smell of delicious food hit my nostrils. My mouth water.

I meet Mike and Annie in the kitchen, laughing over something. They whip their heads to my direction the moment they see me walk in. I offer them a smile.

Mike comes to sit beside me in the dining table. “Why are you so cute?” He asks, his breath fanning my face. I breathe in, my eyes involuntarily closing.

“You like what I do to you right?” He asks and I nod. it Isn’t easy holding back a moan, especially when your boyfriend cousin is cooking in the kitchen, and you just met her few minutes ago.

Annie serves us spaghetti and meatballs. The food looks yummy, but trust me, it did not taste like it looks. I forcefully swallow the spaghetti down my throat, with a forced smile.

Way to welcome me Annie.

Annie leaves later in the evening, finally giving Mike and I some space to the nasty.

“You enjoyed the delicious food Annie cooked?” Mike asks a mock smile on his face. I roll my eyes, throwing a pillow at him.

I shrug, “I did enjoy it.”

“Mnhmm. I saw your face when you tasted it. You looked like you would throw up anytime soon.”

I laugh, trying not to imagine how I looked. “It wasn’t that bad.” It was. At least I ate it.

“Not for a chef.” Mike says and I scoff

She’s a chef,” he says and throws his head back in laughter.”She isn’t giving up on her dream anytime soon.”

A chef? Damn a whack chef she is then.

She’s is Peter’s sister.”

I plop myself down on the bed beside Mike. I snuggle closer to him; he wraps his arms around me.

“Tell me about him. I want to know who he really is. I say.

Mike lets out a smile. “Peter is arrogant most times. It depends if he’s having a bad day, he always looking so angry.” My heart skips, from fear of meeting Peter already.

“What exactly am I applying for?”

“His PA. He got his other PA sacked recently. When I heard it, I remembered you needed job, so I told him about it.” He says, “Besides you are fit for the job, and it pays well.”

I nod, thanking God for making me cross paths with Mike. He is my savior.

“He isn’t friendly?” I ask out of curiosity.

“Well, he knows you’re my girl, so I don’t think he will be rude around you.”

“Okay.”

Mike moves closer to me, placing his head on my chest that is beating so fast. I look down at him to catch staring.

“When was the last time you got laid?” He asks, causing laughter to erupt from the back of my throat.

“I should be asking you that.” I said in almost a whisper.

He pulls me close, the air around him choking me. He places a kiss on my collar bone, leaving it wet. My breath quickens. His hands moved up to my bellybutton, his eyes looking into mine.

I sucked in a breath, my eyes not leaving his.