You good?” my boss says from his desk. His brow is raised, he looks worried. He’s been worried about me for the past 9 days but never said anything. I guess 10 whole days is too much for him. I’ve been working nonstop since the night I slept with Gabe. I have been doing anything but think about that night. I wake up get myself ready, go to work get in my 8 hours and pretend Gabriel didn’t ravish me on my living room sofa. “I’m good” I say looking up at him briefly then go back to work. We’re planning the annual donor’s ball. Max has an education fund he heads for brilliant high school students that need bursaries to study after high school. And every year he hosts a gala dinner to celebrate the fund’s achievements and of course get people to donate more. Every year I get the honour of hosting and every year I give myself the headache to plan the best party Gauteng has ever seen. People do unspeakable things to get the ticket and this year is no any different. Only I’m different, the j

I wake up with a startle, my heart is beating so fast I place my hand on my chest to calm myself. I was dreaming about the accident, only this time I got hurt so bad. I look around the room trying to figure out where I am. The last thing I remember is Gabriel picking me up from the hospital, the rest is nothing. I lay in the bed for a few minutes waiting for my heart beat to back to normal. I take my surroundings in, the big king size bed. All the white linen and the royal blue headboard. The room is painted in a faded blue or is it green? I don’t know what colour it is but it’s calming. The floor to ceiling windows have white drapes and the is huge. In front of the bed is a fireplace and to the left of the fire place is a sitting area with books on a side table. To the right of the fireplace is a door, I look at it wondering if it’s the bathroom. I need to go and I’m hungry. I haven’t had anything to eat since lunch yesterday. The hospital food was bad. I only ate the fruit and now m

I shift uncomfortably in the passenger seat in Gabriel’s car. I was successful in avoiding him the whole morning. I woke up early and went to my apartment to pack, for a few hours I could think and last night’s conversation was all I could think about. I can’t believe I told him about my dreams, it felt good to let it all out. But now that we’re stuck in this car together, it doesn’t seem like it was a good idea. I look to his side to steal a look, he’s concentrating on the road. He looks so comfortable and in control but then again he always looks like he has it all sorted. His long fingers are wrapped around the steering wheel. I flash to the night we slept together, how he grabbed my ass hard. His blatant want written all over his face. I sigh and pull at the seat belt. “Are you okay?” he says looking and I remember where I am. “Are you uncomfortable?” he asks concerned. “Yeah, I’m good” I answer looking to my side at him. “Maybe we should have flown home” he says and looks his

The house is bustling with people, the caterers, and decorators came in at 8 in the morning. I’ve been up since 6, and the conversation I had with Rose is on repeat. I can hear my mother talking to people about where things go and what to do. She loves planning parties as much as I do, I would have helped out but past experience has taught all of us to get out of her way with stuff like this. Like she always says “just look beautiful and show up for the party. I got this”. The whole family is coming today, Zan with his girlfriend and Rea and Rena with their significant others. Rose’s husband will be here as well, I’ll be the only one going stag. I get up from my bed and look out the window, the garden I was sitting in last night is now covered with a see-through tent. The middle of the tent has a square dance floor and the workmen are placing long tables around the dance floor. The whole party will be held inside the garden, the garden itself is the decoration. When the sun sets the w

He looks at me for what feels like an eternity. His eyes move from mine to my lips, and his breathing deepens. I see the raw lust in his eyes then he starts to pull away from me. I wrap my legs around his waist and move him even closer to me. I move in and kiss him gently. He opens his mouth and moans into mine. Our tongues touch and my whole body feels like it’s charged. I close my eyes and kiss him. He starts to float us around the pool. I smile and feel his smile too. After a while, I raise my head and look at this beautiful man. “I want to have sex with you,” I say and his eyes go wide with excitement. “But,” he says and the excitement is gone. “I want to be in control,” I say and look at him. He searches my eyes for a moment., opens his mouth to say something but thinks against it. “Okay,” he says and keeps us floating in the pool. But doesn’t move to get us out of the pool. I realize it’s because I said I want to be in control so I should take control. I untangle myself from