Dangerous Entanglement

episode 41

We were all over each other all through the trip in the elevator, it was a very amazing date night, I couldn’t wait to get to my apartment and ripped off her nude body hug dress. The kiss was frantic and sloppy and we both couldn’t get enough of each other as tongue battle tongue, my hands were in her hair, pressing her lips firmly to mine like I was going to lose it and her hands were on my belt battling messily with the buckle then the elevator dinged and thankfully, the hallway to his apartment was empty, for a lady; she was strong as she slammed me hard against my door, I was going to tell her the location of my key when we both landed on the floor as the door suddenly flung open, our attention was immediately seized that moment.

“Was that supposed to happen?” She inquired breathlessly and I vigorously shook my head then three hefty figures shadowed us and draw us off the floor. ‘Who the f**k are these people?’ I subconsciously asked myself as my eyes travelled from each of the five hefty men in my room to another.

“Who the f**k…” Didn’t really get to complete the question as a blow landed on my face and I blacked out and by the time I was awake, I was tied down with Hanna opposite me with her cheeks flaming red, did they hurt her? I wondered for a second. The men around me started to question me but I was distracted by Hanna’s bruised cheek wondering if she was okay and then the surprise of my life happened.

“Don’t worry, she’s alright; the rather slim one amongst them stated he seems to be the boos to me as he was just sitting on the kitchen slab eating an apple as he cuts it with the small dagger in his hands. "You really are a baddass motherfucker you know", he continued as he chew on a slice of apple gesturing the knife towards me. "You’re living with a drug dealer and dating a DEA agent” One of the man laughed hysterically.

“What? Drug who? DEA who?” I asked out loud with my eyes bulged out in confusion.

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/HANNAH’S POV/

I was already preparing myself for the trip to Vegas very early in the morning, I needed to meet the girls at the airport, it was an all-expenses paid trip, Cindy was getting married to a big city boy, he is a millionaire investment banker, she really had a big nice catch, and if I may say, Cindy deserves what she’s getting, she has been humble since the very beginning and doesn’t rush into relationships and from what I know, she has been dating him since we graduated from college.

Allot of events have been planned for the wedding, I was sent the event orders the night before, starring at t on my phone I could already see Racheal’s effort all over the proposed events. She has always been the event and party planner amongst us all. Friday was when we will be having the spa date I mentioned to Jane which I wasn’t even sure about when I did mentioned it. But no doubt it will very nice and deep down me I really look forward to that date with the girls, I will be able to catch up on allot of things even though I was well prepared to be lost in conversations.

The bridal shower bridal shower will follow suit that same night, I am not sure how it is being planned out but if Racheal is the one in charge, she will be going all out, especially when funding will not be a problem. Coming down to Saturday evening, we will be having the new couples take their vows just when the evening sun is kissing the sea,

‘Ohh the view will be magnanimous’ I had thought to myself feeling great as I picture what has been planned out to make the event memorable for the couples.

‘Thank goodness’ I quietly thought, as I figured how intense the preaching of getting married would have turned out to be if mother were to witness what I just pictured.

‘But she will be so proud seeing me as he chief braids maid’ I said out loud as I cringe to the feeling of being the chief braids maid for my friend, that was the first time I actually got invited to be the chief braids maid, though I do not fancy events and marriage stuffs, I was actually feeling really great about being the chief braids maid.

The speech, the ogle and attentions I will be getting from the grooms men and the audience at large, ohh that will be great.

“Hannah” I called out to myself breaking out of the deep thoughts I was having.

“Something is really going on with you, you are really changing and your personality is taking a new shape.” I pointed out talking to myself as I stare into the mirror.

“Is this barman having a toll on you?” I questioned as make a stone questioning face.

“Who cares who is making me behave like I am now, I love what I am now and how I am feeling” I cheered out with a big smile, putting into considerations what Jane had said to me while we were heading to the saloon.

“You always keeping a straight face, that’s not healthy for a lady” she pointed out, I looked away from the rood for about three seconds, one to look at her and confirm she actually said and meant what she just said, and the other was to look at the rear mirror to confirm if I was keeping a straight face at the moment.

“Oh yes you always do” she affirmed.

“This is practically the second time you and I are meeting, but I can assure you that I took my tome to notice you the other day over dinner and even after that, you hardly had a smile on” she began bringing out points to back up her claims.

“And I will tell you, that’s not healthy for you as lady.” She added.

“You going for a weeding part in which you happen to be the braids maid, you catch yourself a man from there or better still get laid.”  She concluded with a big grin on her face after she confirmed that she made me smile.

Getting a man from the party is really hard to think of right now because I think I should already be in an entanglement with kelvin, but getting laid, oh yeah I really look forward to that. I really want to confirm if I am really falling in love with this guy or I am just having my teenage exuberant all over again because its been long I have allowed myself to be given this much care by a man.

“Care…? Is that really caring or s**ing?” I asked myself.

“Well I guess it’s the combination of the two” the response to the question came instantly.

Buzzzzzzzz……

The long vibration from my phone indicating an incoming call came on, a quick check on the phone, It was my mom calling.

“Good morning mother…” I greeted immediately I connected the call.

“Good morning Hannah the braids maid” she greeted with a tease.

“Mother come on, it’s not a big deal for you be teasing me with” I protested.

“Well, that’s true, it won’t be a big deal if this happened not to be your first time” she said actually rubbing it on my face.

“Okay, I get your point” I said giving up not wanting to go on trying to prove my point which I know will never actually be convincing enough.

“I just want to remind you that you that this is the first time you will be going of your job since you signed up as an agent of the law, so make sure to enjoin yourself and try not to do anything that reminds you of your job.” Mother was really concerned about me making used of this time to enjoin myself and regain my psychological balance.

“Mother you were here yesterday, why didn’t you say this to me?” I asked her wondering why she needed to call me up so early in the morning to give this advice she would have given me yesterday when she and my dad came over.

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“Hello Hannah” A voice obviously my dad’s greeted me as soon as I stepped into the apartment the previous day.

“How did you get in?” I asked him wondering how he got in immediately I confirmed he was the one sitting.

“You seem to forget have got you keys…” my mother said walking out of the kitchen.

“Oh yeah I totally forgot about that.” I said siting down on the couch opposite to my dad.

“We have been waiting for you for close to two hours and your phone hasn’t been reachable.” My dad said coldly in a very humble voice.

“Well, I was with Hazel and Jane.” I pointed out.

“Hazel and Jane?” my dad asked rather surprised about what I just said.

“Yes…” I said with a furrowed brows not quite sure what the surprise was all about.

“That’s very impressive.” My mom stated as she carried her purse and posed ready to leave.

“Are you guys leaving already?” I enquired with a shocking look on my face.

“Yes my dear” my dad responded getting up from his seat.

“But I just got here.”  I protested like I actually want them to stay any longer.

“Well, it’s your home” my dad said as he grabbed his wife by the arm.

“And if you haven’t noticed we are in our dinner party attires.” He mentioned bringing to my notice that they were actually dressed for an event.

“Actually my dear…” he began again in his cold humble voice.

“We came to congratulate you on your first win as drug agent” he said to me as he brought his hands to his side looking all guilty and apologetic.

“I know what you did dad” I said to him getting up from my seat to walk over to the kitchen area for a drink.

“Yeah I am really sorry about that darling” he said to me swinging his arms away from his body.

“I am not pissed with you dad, though I was at first but f*** it, all I just want to do now is enjoy the news of my victory while it lasts and go have fun at Cindy’s wedding in Vegas over the weekend.” I announced to them as I got to the refrigerator.

“You going for a wedding, wow that’s an amazing news…” my mom was so excited about the news.

Buzzzzzzz! Buzzzzzzzz! Her phone signalled the entry of a new text message, she quickly gabbed it out of her purse and the regret of not being able to sit and hear the full gist about the wedding ceremony I was going off for was damn obvious on her face but I was so glad because a bath and sleep was what I crave for at the moment.

“We need to be on our way Charles…” she announced crossing her arm into my father’s.

“Okay Hannah, have a lovely trip and make sure to have fun” he wished me as they stepped out of the apartment.

Of course I plan to have an amazing trip, I want to make the very best out of this tip as much as possible, and also I plan to come back a changed person, either I discover love or explore more s*x opportunities.

Yeah explore more s*x opportunities, it is said that girls get emotionally attached to the one who breaks their cookie jar, though he obviously wasn’t my first, but it’s been very long I did get intimate with a man, so long it feels like the barman just broke into the cookie jar afresh again.

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