Love's Second Chance by Myne Whitman

Author:Myne Whitman [Myne Whitman]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-03-06T13:00:00+00:00

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10

Abuja, November 28, 2009. 5.45am

When Efe woke, reality slammed her in the face. The familiar nightmare had stalked her sleep, and she wiped off the tears staining her cheeks. Dawn was breaking outside her curtains, but her heart was trapped in the darkness of the past.

Kevwe lay beside her, and they were both naked on top of the duvet. He would leave her again, she knew it. She also knew who to blame for what happened, and it wasn’t him. He’d asked, and she’d walked into her seduction with open eyes.

When he turned in his sleep and placed a heavy hand across her stomach, Efe flinched and jerked away. She felt clammy and crawled under the cover of the duvet.

Kevwe woke up with the air conditioner blowing against his skin. He shifted with a groan, but when he tried to join Efe under the duvet, she moved away, hugging it close to her breasts. He cracked open one eye and looked at her unwelcoming back. He stretched out a hand, but she shrugged it off her shoulder.

“Don’t touch me!”

Kevwe sat up in confusion. After last night, this wasn’t what he expected. He turned her towards him, peering into her face. “What’s wrong?”

“What have we done?” Efe whispered.

“How do you mean?” Kevwe frowned. He felt cold, and it wasn’t just physical. He knew he would not like what was about to happen and shored up his heart in preparation.

“What have I done,” Efe repeated to herself.

She felt ashamed. What had she been thinking? The problem was she’d not thought at all last night. She’d gone ahead to tumble straight into bed with him on the first day, even though they had so many things they had yet to discuss. There had certainly been an accident, his scars were enough proof. But when had it occurred? Before or after Ovie had seen him with another woman? She’d forgotten that detail last night, but not again.

“Excuse me,” Kevwe muttered. He needed to use the toilet and could see a door that looked as if it led to an adjoining bathroom. He got out of the bed without thinking, but when he turned to look at her, his heart sank at what he saw. He felt he’d been measured and found wanting, and self-consciously tried to camouflage his limp.

In the bathroom, he leaned against the wall, and wondered what had gone wrong. When he entered the room, Efe was dressed in jeans and a long sleeved sweater. He picked his jeans off the floor near the door and stepped into them before walking into the living room, picking up his clothes as he went.

She followed, with arms wrapped around her like a shield. There was no doubt about it; it was clear to him she regretted last night. Perhaps they shouldn’t have made love before thrashing out their past issues. Sitting on the settee where it had all started last night, he put on his shirt. Efe sank into the chair opposite, looking anywhere but at him.

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