The engagement affair part 24

Nataniel woke up from a long refreshing nap. He lay
down for a few more moments to gather his thoughts
and smiled as he remembered the occurrence earlier in
the day. He and Sofia had decided to close the store
early after their tense encounter. She had mumbled
something about going to see someone in town and
she’d be away for the rest of the day and had zoomed
off with a spin of her tires and the smell of burnt
rubber. He had suddenly felt exhausted and decided to
go lie down at home. So he walked the short ten
minutes it took to get back to the beach house, dragged
himself to his room, collapsed on the bed, and had
immediately fallen asleep.
Now that he was awake, he peered out his window and
noticed it was dark outside. Glancing at his watch, he
saw it was getting close to nine o’clock. “Wow!!!” he
exclaimed. He had been asleep for almost five hours. It
was then he heard a voice singing somewhere in the
house. Sofia must be back, he thought.
Sofia was not in her room, but as he walked down the
stairs he heard her gentle voice coming from the
kitchen. Nataniel walked through the dark living room
to the kitchen and saw her there, her back to him. She
sat at the center island, a stack of papers and her
laptop in front of her. She didn’t notice him as she sang
and worked at her computer.
“Hi Sofia.” Nataniel greeted her, but got no response,
nor did she turn. He was about to open his mouth
again when he noticed she had a pair of earphones
stuck to her ears, and he could hear the faint sound of
the music playing. She sang along to the “On my mind”
playing from her laptop, unaware of his presence.
Nataniel moved towards her and touched her shoulder.
Startled, Sofia yelled in fright and jumped, falling off her
high stool and sending papers flying in all directions.
Nataniel caught her in his arms before she fell to the
marble floor.
“Oh Sofia!! Relax!! It’s only me.” Nataniel said,
laughing.
“Don’t scare me like that!!!” she screamed, pounding
his chest with her fists.
“Hey!! Take it easy. I didn’t mean to scare you!” he
protested, trying to fend off her punches by holding her
tightly. Sofia struggled in his arms and giggled loudly,
screaming to be let go. Nataniel only held her tighter
and she had to resort to biting him, clamping her teeth
on his shoulder.
Howling in pain, he released her and Sofia jumped back
in triumph. Smiling back at her, he rubbed his shoulder
where she had sunk her teeth in. “That hurt!!”
“That’ll teach you to scare me like that!!” she laughed
at him.
“But I called your name severally. You had your
earphones stuck to your ears!!”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” She now said, a look of concern on her
face. She moved back to where he sat rubbing his
shoulder. “Does it hurt?”
“Not much, but I think your teeth left a bruise.”
“Let me see.” She moved his fingers aside and peered
at the mark her teeth had made on his skin. “Not too
bad. The skin’s not broken. You’ll live.”
Now that they were much calmer, he had a clearer look
at her. In the dim light from the chandelier hanging
above the center island, he became aware of her. She
wore a pair of blue denim shorts and a sheer brown
camisole. In her struggles to get away from him the
flimsy straps had fallen off her shoulders, her barely
covered breásts the only things stopping it from sliding
off her completely. He could clearly see the shapes of
her nìpples beneath the cloth and her midriff as the
bulge of her bööbs pushed the camisole away from her
body. The cloth was so thin he knew with just one
finger he could rip it off her without any effort. He felt
his loins begin to stir again and with great effort
dragged his eyes away from her heaving chest.
“When did you come in?” he asked.
“Quite a while ago.” she replied, looking at her
wristwatch. She bent over to pick the papers she had
scattered across the kitchen floor and Nataniel couldn’t
help but gape at her arse. His dìck began to nod again
in appreciation.
“You were asleep when I got in. I didn’t want to disturb
you. You slept quite a long while, to be honest.”
“I don’t know why I was so exhausted.” he said as she
sat back down in front of her laptop, papers in hand.
“You must be hungry then.” Sofia stood up again and
went to the cooker. “I made some dinner. You want
some?”
“Sure. I’m famished.”
She dished out some food and placed the plate in front
of him.
“What about you? Aren’t you eating?”
“Nah. I’ve had my dinner already.”
Nataniel sniffed the food and smiled. “Smells nice, as
always.” He took a forkful into his mouth, savoring the
taste. “Tastes good too. This is delicious Sofia.”
“You like it? I just threw a few things together.”
“But it’s good. You’re a very nice cook.” He replied. He
shoveled some more food into his mouth with gusto.
“You like my cooking?” she preened in pride.
“I do. Not only that. You are beautiful, smart, and very
charming. You’re everything a man will want in a
woman.”
Sofia blushed. “You’re flattering me, Nataniel.” She
giggled shyly.
“No, I’m serious. You’re very beautiful. I keep telling
you that. You’re the perfect woman and anyone who
has you as a wife is surely very lucky.”
To Be Continued…