Lying Lips by Mahaughani Fiyah

Author:Mahaughani Fiyah [Fiyah, Mahaughani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Urban, Women's Fiction, Contemporary Women, Contemporary Fiction, Genre Fiction
Amazon: B00OA46BQO
Publisher: Lock Down Publications
Published: 2014-10-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

The house in Los Angeles was nothing short of amazing. It seemed that Asanti’s definition of a small home was a sprawling estate that sat on a lot covering a good five acres. The home was perched high atop a hill that overlooked the city.

It was breathtaking.

The house was almost completely made of glass and every room boasted a spectacular view that would stun anyone into silence. I was awestruck by it and spent the entire first hour there wandering around like a lost child taking it all in.

“You like?” He looked at me with those eyes that saw my soul.

“I love,” was my honest reply.

Before either of us could say another word, Asanti’s phone rang and he answered. Listening to the caller for a few seconds, he held up one finger, moved the phone from his lips and spoke. “Sweetheart, I have to take this, it’s about the restaurant. I’m afraid I’ll be a while.” He looked genuinely apologetic.

“It’s fine. I can entertain myself,” I shooed him away.

Wasting no time, he quickly stepped from the room leaving me all alone. That was when my demons returned. That was when the Bentencourt’s re-entered my psyche.

It was time to call home.

“Hello,” Ashton spoke immediately following the first ring, “London, where are you?” The urgency in his voice was unmistakable. “Are you okay?”

“Sweetheart, I’m okay.” I needed a good lie and I needed it fast. “I’m fine.”

“Where are you?” He demanded again.

The tone of his voice told me that I’d better give him an answer quickly. “I’m in D.C. again.”

“D.C.?” He questioned, stunned. “What the hell are you doing back there?”

“Baby, it’s complicated,” I began, having no idea what I was going to tell him. “It’s—” Suddenly I heard footsteps coming in my direction and hurriedly hung up the phone.

What else could I do?

“Sorry about that,” Asanti spoke as he re-entered the room. “I ended the conversation as quickly as I could.”

Then my phone rang.

Loud.

Very loud.

And Asanti heard it.

Now what the hell am I going to do?

“Are you going to answer that?” He asked me with a smile that sent chills down my spine.

“No. It’s probably my job at this hour and I’m too tired for work right now,” I quickly offered an answer.

“If it’s your job at this hour, it’s probably a very good reason they’re calling you, Legaci. Maybe a good story.” He stared at me intently. “I just took a call from my job, it’s perfectly okay if you take one from yours.”

“Not now,” I insisted. “Right now I want to be with my husband.”

My heart pounded in my chest and I was a nervous wreck. Did he know? If he didn’t then why was he looking at me as if he did? I needed to calm down. I needed to think straight. I needed to get a plan together to handle this. But what? What was I going to do?

Then the ringing stopped.

And immediately started again.

But this time it wasn’t my phone that was ringing. It was Asanti’s.

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