Dangerous Entanglement

episode 53

/KELVIN’S POV/

The night was buzzing, everything was jamming and the groove in the house was something I will say I love and I am proud to say I am the one running this place all by myself. I was standing at top as usual enjoying the scene and enjoying a bottle of soda and the other hand pocketed. The sight was very much pleasurable to me because that’s my dream and here I am, even though where I am standing at the moment isn’t entirely mine.

The sight helps me clear my head, It helps me take my mother’s ailment off my mind, it was something I really needed after the call I had with Tanya earlier before coming down to the club, I was caught up in an emotional dilemma that I almost lost it and shed tears. In the heat of this excitement, I sighted Sandra coming into the club, I had shot her out of the house earlier when she got back from the run, I didn’t want to see her, not after the long call with Tanya that I saw my mother as the call was on skype.

Seeing my mamma like that started to make me think about having a family also, In between I started to think about Hannah, I have been with two other women after I started seeing her, but in all honesty she hits me differently and I really like to pursue something with her, mamma talked about grandchildren earlier and Hannah is the only person I know right now I will like to have baby with.

Then, here comes Janice, she had come by the house earlier but I didn’t let her I and I know she was definitely going to bring it on again now, this was the moment I need clinging on me, I just want to be alone even if I will be with someone right now, Hannah will be the person I want to be with.  

I tried to hide from her, but obviously she had observed me perfectly well to know that’s where I love staying whenever I am at the club and she quietly walked to me after she made sure I saw her and our gaze met so we could both not deny not seeing each other. There was something off about her that I could not quite place my hands on, while cleaning the house earlier today I noticed the things were not in the right place they were supposed to be, most especially Dexter’s room. I have never felt the need to lock any part of the house aside the front door.

But this afternoon I can swear someone broke into the house because that room definitely was not the same way I left it the last time I was in there and she was the only one that has been here without being monitored, okay maybe Hannah, but nothing looked off when she left and Sandra left the house before I get to close my eye to rest.

Is she stealing from me, is she stealing from the house? No, she isn’t because nothing seems to be missing in the house or at least not yet. The other night after a session with her, I drowse into a slumber and when I woke up I could not find her beside me. I stepped out of the room and I saw her coming out of Dexter’s study room which is not bounded by a door, rather just an open cut with an Arabian arch design, the excuse she gave me for being there wasn’t really satisfactory but I have nothing to hold up on her, so I let it be. And now today she was in his room.

“Why did you closed me out earlier this today?” She asked after she came behind me and creasing my shoulder with her nails.

“I didn’t…” Was the only response I could give to her.

“I was not around.” I added after a couple of minutes of break.

“I doubt it…” she said as she grabbed the bottle of soda from me.

“Well, I told you already, I was not at home, I had business to handle” I explained, though the truth was that I was at home cleaning using that to soak up the pain I have gotten from seeing my mother in so much pain and I can’t do anything to help her not even if I have every dime in the bank account as mine and I am free to spend it any way I deemed it fit.

“How was your run today?” I questioned trying not to make it look like I was pushing her away.

“It was nice, but not as great as it would have been if we had gone together” she said grabbing the bottle from my hand and took a sip.

“Well, I had never really been a consistent runner, I only do when I want to clear off my head or just bored and needed some fresh air out of the house.” I didn’t really bordered trying to be sweet as I explained to her my reasons why I go for runs when I do.

“Or when you try to get another runner to your bed…” she mentioned as she blinked her eye brows in a questioning manner. I looked at her and took my face off her as I try to think for a comeback from that allegations, obviously she knew what I did and also played along because she was okay with it.

“Nah, you shouldn’t see it like that Janice…” I tried to say something, but have got no other words to say in my defence.

“Yeah, I know it can’t be like that.” She said and turned to leave…

I grabbed her by the arm, and brought her close to me with my hand on her waist line and I pressed her closer to me and then I planted a kiss on her lips and the next second I raised my eyes up and then and there at that moment, it was apparent to me that I just blew everything up.

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/HANNAH’S POV/

Saying good bye to the girls was very hard, we almost didn’t want to end the trip, but it has to come to an end for everyone to get back to their lives. Throughout the trip, I thought about Kelvin and how I really will want to be with him at least give it a try and possibly just possibly we could work out.

The girls too also kept on bringing on his name, Kelvin this, kelvin that or the bar could be, was getting sick of hearing it, but from the very beginning I was also into him, yes I was with a man a night before but I couldn’t get him off my mind.

“So tell us more about this guy…” Racheal enquired as she sips from a glass of champagne we just got served in our business suit on our flight back to Miami.

“Yeah… tell us what is giving you this feelings for him that have you talking about him poetically while you were drunk.” Helen added raising a glass at me as she laughed hysterically.

“I doubt if I was poetic Helen” I protested try to dodge the questions.

“Yeah well, you might not be a poet but you going to share to us what we have enquired.” Helen shot me up bringing me back to the main question.

“Okay…” I said still hesitating to say anything.

“Start talking munchy pie…” Cindy who had being quite all this while finally spoke out.

“Yeah, I am talking okay…” I screamed back in response.

“Then just get on with it already…” Racheal screamed at me.

“There are allot of things I love about him…” I finally yielded and gave into their demands, and then I began to assess why I was actually developing feelings for this guy.

“You know… I am just beginning to ask myself same question.” I mentioned again after a couple of pause absorbing the suspenseful stare from the ladies.

“You mean you don’t know the reason why you falling in love with him or you just too proud to admit he is very good in bed” Racheal pointed out giggling in my face.

“Well, obviously the s*x is one of the reasons but…” I quickly said in my defence.

“But what??” Cindy who hates keeping in suspense said out in frustration.

“The passion he has for his job” I muttered looking away from the ladies.

“Okay, here we go…” Racheal said smiling.

“Also, I so much envy how he enjoins what he is doing, you know he is actually the manager of the club, but he enjoins staying at the bar tending to guests.” I added as I saw how the ladies were paying real attention to what I’m saying.

“And also his dreams were admirable…” I continued and it was obvious they were getting bored by what I was saying.

“But most of all, the gentleness in his treatments when we together makes me always cringe for more” I could see I was now beginning to hit the right tune with the girls.

“And least I forget, the way and manner he looks at me in a very delicate manner whenever he penetrates me…” I began to give them exactly what I figured they want to hear and yes, Racheal couldn’t wait till the end before she dropped in comment in between.

“Now she is beginning to really say something I can actually translate to love” Racheal mentioned as she giggled.

“…it makes me have the feeling that not just my tight is being penetrated, but also my heart and also my soul.” I continued not minding Racheal’s comment to stop me.

“And now she is talking poetically…” Helen pointed out laughing at me.

“Actually he got me trying to rhyme words with punch lines from the very beginning” I said clinging my body into a self-hug.

The plane landed very early in the night, from all the discussions in the bar and the likes, I just wanted to jump into Kelvin’s arm, I was eager and desperate to have him carry me to his beds and warm me again just like he has done a couple of times.

Cabs have already been booked for everyone from the airport to our various residence, I got home and I didn’t even care to turn up the light, I knew where the car keys were just on the desk beside the door, I left everything just at the door and off I went. To the car park and straight to the club where the man that got me having poetic lines from my head was.

In a matter of minutes I was right there in the club, the place was crowded, well it normal, I mean it is a Sunday night, it’s the end of the weekend. Everywhere was buzzing just like it always use to be, I looked straight ahead to the bar and he wasn’t there, rather the young white dude who always try to act black was the on there.

The other place I expected to see him was at the balcony where the executive lounges are, and yeah, he was there, but someone else was there with him. At first I thought she was just a random customer he was trying to have a good customer relationship with but then, she grabbed the drink from his hand, had a sip and he grabbed it back from her and had a sip from it.

‘Are they shearing a bottle of drink?’ I asked myself.

I didn’t really thought much about it, I just went ahead and walked up the stairs, by the time I got high up on the stairs enough to see them again, I met a scene that will tear apart all the excitement I was bringing along from Las Vegas. He saw me and we both knew we has seen each other.