Chapter 65: Chapter 65

: Akward Meet

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Chris stared at her a long time when he entered that hall. Somehow he did not need to be told before he knew she in that room, like a moth to a flame drawn to her very essence.

Today he was feeling destructive and numb as he stared at her profile. Its been a long while since he saw her physically. Images from his security team did no justice to tamper what he felt when he saw her. He looked like a spectator for a while watching another mans hand wrapped around her waist. Watching her grow comfortable in the presence of another man which wasn't him enough to have his hands on her body.

Just like that his mind started playing tricks on him.

Was he her lover now!

Did she like it when he touched her!

The entire train of thoughts left a sour aftertaste in his mouth and the usual vice clamp on his chest.

Anger was slowly setting in. How could she have been so comfortable to be away from him for so long and move on so easily. The case was different with him its been a while yet its been just her or no one else.

Yet there she stood without a care in the world laughing at another mans joke enjoying his touch.

"Pamela" he drawled out as he got closer. He looked as calm and collected as he could be, but what he really wanted to do was to shake her senseless and imprint his touch on her so bad no other men existed for her.

"Christopher" Pamela replied. Her chin jutting forward daring him to say something more.

He smiled instead just a slow smile that didn't reach his eyes just enough to curl the corners of his lips up.

Another long awkward silence drew between the two couples before Shola interrupted.

"Hello" he said while clearing his throat loudly.

Chris nod his head curtly in response to the greeting.

Pamela sunk her nails into her palms wishing to slap the haughty look off his face just this once or to get a reaction from him other than the cold stare.

Where was his baby mama anyway?

"Where are the kids?"She asked instead.

"Safe" he replied.

So it was one word day today!

"cool" she replied walking away to busy herself with whatever the bride needed.

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Chris

Fora while after she walked off I still stared at her back profile the dress she wore so indecent and decent at the same time, still enough to make blood pool down my loins.

I need a drink!

Minutes of socializing later and I was off sitting down at the VIP section of a club staring into the glass of whiskey in my hand.

Breaking my sobriety two years ago when she left me, I kept falling off the wagon. Tonight was one of those days I wanted to forget her or get lost in her! Since the later was close to impossibility I could as well get high.

Hours later I was drunk enough to feel numb. Numb enough to stumble into my hotel room where I usually stayed when I was in Lagos and did not want to go home, the twins were with my father after all.

The migraine that has been tearing at me for the better part of the day slowly getting worse.

I swiped the key card which was mine as was the hotel and the door popped open.

Even in my semi drunken state I knew who stood naked creaming her body in my hotel room because this woman has decided to hunt me wherever I went.

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Pamela

I stared in shock at the opened door my hands which were rubbing the lotion stuck on my skin as his eyes skimmed my naked body.

How the hell did he get in here!

Why does his eyes look so red rimmed?

"What are you doing here?" I exclaimed, quickly tying the towel around my body.

He eyed my body and for a little while I still saw the desire in them, because couldn't hide it fast enough.

"I should be asking you that" slurring his speech, while moving towards the bed to take off his shoes.

"Are you drunk?" I asked as the smell of alcohol hit me strongly up.

He just lay down not bothering to pull of hiss clothes, Wincing as his head touched the pillow.

"Are you sick?" I asked again, worry twisting my insides.

Ayo giving silent treatment was never something to look forward to.

"Wont you answer me? Where exactly are the kids if they are not with you. So how long have you started drinking again after working hard to stay sober all those years." I shouted.

"Would you please stop nagging." he asked holding his head between his hands.

I reached out my hands to touch his forehead and feel his temperature sand he flinched away.

"Don't touch me!" He warned pulling away.

The shock of the statement left me rooted staring at him a whole minute.

"Are you kidding me? I just want to feel your temperature" I replied surprised.

"I don't want you to touch me. I really don't know what you and Tishe is planning by allowing you into my room but stay far away from me as possible just like you got in the last two years" he replied.

Wow

Standing rooted to the spot I stared at him again wondering how more rude, and closed of he could be then later moving forward to put on clothes.

The only clothes packed being the nightwear I bought. Chris loved sexy nightwear right from the beginning so  at first I indulged in them but later on I got to love wearing them, it made me comfortable in my own skin flaws and all.

Left with no choice between going to bed with the clothes I wore to the dinner or the dress I packed for the tomorrow's wedding I had no choice but to wear the night wear. While taking my time to put up my hair and stare at my self in the mirror.

I finally grasped the reality of what was happening here, I was spending the night in a room with him. How could fate twist such a cruel tale. How the hell did Tishe pull this off successfully. I should have known she will try to pull Cupid, but lying to me he wasn't going to attend the wedding while booking me his VIP suite in his hotel was a low blow even for her.

Ways to murder her.

The line of thought quickly died down, as I pictured us earlier me standing naked and his eyes on my body. The familiar arousal setting in the pits of my belly making the awkward situation even more awkward.

Worry for him was more uppermost right now, he did not look well. Almost as if he was in pain and he was drinking again after quitting for such a long time.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror and wondered if I was still desirable to him after he acted repulsed by my touch moments ago.

Trying to spend as much as time away from him as possible while considering her option to leave, Time rolled by and by the time she padded softly into the bedroom he was sleeping.

He wasn't just sleeping, he was shivering, and running a high fever with his brows drawn tight in pain. He was most likely having migraines and the flu.

She got some Tylenol forcing it into his mouth for pain relief why he muttered inaudible words. Then she made to sponge him down, pulling off his clothes one at a time and refusing to linger on the broad chest before her. After the first sponge she tucked him correctly into the bed and looking at how lean he became made her feel a little sad.

She truly wished he took care of his health better.

At around past 3 he woke throwing up over the room and while she managed to clean and force down some fruits and water in him, and cleaning the floor he stared at her.

"I told you not to touch me" he said gently, his hands thrown into his hair and his lips in a pout. He looked a almost adorable, like a sad little boy.

"Stop being stubborn" I replied rolling my eyes.

"Why" he asked the fire in his eyes lighting up and I knew he was asking for a fight.

"Pray do tell me. Whose touch you enjoyed more hmm ? Does he kiss you like I do, or does his touch makes you feel like you do when I kiss you?" He asked his eyes blazing and sad at the same time.

"Just eat your fruit" I replied trying hard not to pick the intended bait.

"Stop treating me like a child" he shouted.

"Then stop acting like one" I responded.

He pushed the fruit bowl off my hands to. The floor and it made a loud clang on the floor.

I took deep breaths while trying hard to control my anger. I made to get up and he pulled me back to the bed this time his hands puling me back.

"Why is it so difficult for you to forgive Temitope? You asked me to leave then and I did but with you how come you never want to let go. I hated seeing him touch you like that. How can you just touch me and I can still fall under you" he said

"Fine' I said and made to get up when he buried his face in my back and said" How come you never remembered even once that I lost a child too. Hmmn?" He said.

As the soft balls of tears touched my back I was slowly breaking too for it hurt my strong prince how could I not be moved.

"I am sorry" I whispered, because I truly was punishing him for the miscarriage was wrong and overtime I have come to accept that.

For a little while in that hotel suit tonight it was just me and him mourning our lost child and just like the first time when we met bonding over mutual grief.

After a while around 5:30 his fever actually broke and he slept off and me following suit.

I woke to almost the feeling like I was In heaven. His body under mine while I sprawled all over him and his hands curving around my waist.

How the hell did we go from nursing him,, crying over the miscarriage to waking up on a fully aroused man.

I raised my head to his looking for  means to sneak away only to be met with honey brown eyes wide awake staring at me, while fully aroused. I knew because thus was the man I woke up to everyday for almost 3 years.

"Good morning" he said.

This shouldn't be awkward at all I thought mentally face palming myself.