The Final Year (vol 1)

Night talk

He stared at me with squinted eyes with his hunched figure as I sat in the driver's seat holding on to the steering wheel giving him a charming smile hoping he goes along with it.

He narrowed his eyes looking through the opened window from where he was standing outside the car which keys I happened to snatch from him when one of the  drivers came to drop it.

"What? " I asked innocently.

"Please get out of that seat, i will drive"

"Why? No way " I protested.

"I have seen you drive and trust me when I say it's horrible, it's horrible" he muttered as he straightened up, walking around the car towards the driver's seat.

I grumbled, glaring at his figure before moving to the other seat. He got in ignoring my foul mood.

Who would have ever thought we kissed a while ago?

I need to talk to him to get my priorities straight before he starts thinking it's freaking okay to kiss me anyway or anytime he wants.

It's not like it's my first kiss anyway.

That was when I recalled what he said about my driving.

"How did you know am an horrible driver?" I asked turning to him with furrowed eyebrows, he expertly reversed the silky black Lexus with tinted windows.

"I have seen you drive or what you claim to be doing around the neighborhood and I was not in the car with you but trust me when I said it looked nightmarish cause it does" I gasped at his accusations.

"My driving is not nightmarish young man" her voice rose as she  spoke, Shubbie saw the bait, he knew she was looking for an argument but he was not going to hand it to her on a silver platter.

They were acting like a married couple already.

"I don hear" he smirks triumphantly as she huffs folding her arms before looking away.

He hear her sigh as she looks out through the window probably lost in thought, he also had a lot in his mind, right from his sick mother, the game which he won, his school work, the girl of his dreams who was sitting right beside him and who he just shared a kiss he doesn't regret with, he can't speak for her though.

"What did you guys talk about?" He asked eyes on the road but from his peripheral vision he saw her shrugging not looking at him.

"Nothing important" she seats up turning down the AC compartment in front of her.

I realized she was still wearing the vest I gave her.

"You're cold?" She shakes her head at my question.

"Am fine... Where are we going?" She asked as she takes note of her surroundings.

"Home" I stated as she frowns.

"Home?" She asked in confusion.

"Yes home... "

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As the popular saying goes, Home sweet home... There is no place like home. That is what Shubbie felt as he entered the awfully quiet mansion which belongs to his father.

Lights were out by the time he got in with Teni, only the head of staff was present to welcome him home as others were in  their quarters, sleeping like they should.

"It's alright, we don't need anything for now, if we do I will call you" the fair woman nodded then glanced at Teni again before taking her leave.

Teni felt uncomfortable due to the questioning stare, it is like she is committing a taboo, in fact she was committing a taboo. In African culture, it is deeply frowned at to spend a night at a man's place. Even her religion forbids such!