Ping. Whatsapp. Happy Christmas, baby. ‘Who is this?’ I typed back, knowing exactly who it was. Ping. Oh baby. You’re breaking my heart. ‘I’m sorry, who are you and how did you get this number?’ I …
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Sarah Amuah and Wes tore up the dance floor. People were taking pictures of Wes as he matched her step for step, in perfect rhythm. Belinda tipped the contents of her shot glass into her mouth …
Ah, Sarah Amuah. That girl could singlehandedly make peace between warring countries. Or cause war between peaceful nations. However way you choose to look at it, she was a force to be reckoned with. And so …
Wes palmed my right breast and rolled a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Someone moaned in my ear, a breathy, shuddering thing that was full of as much heat and pain and lust and when …
“This? This is where you went to school?” Belinda gestured around the empty classroom with her sunglasses dangling. “Yes,” I said for the umpteenth time. She was getting on my nerves and I eyed Greg in …
Everything slowed down. I could hear the laughter, see the smiles flashing. The stud in B’lin’s eyebrow twinkled as did her smile. Every eye was turned on her. The table roared at something she said; Uncle …
My mother was gorgeous. I could not remember seeing my mother look the way she did since I was about five or so. After my father disappeared, all her clothes and make-up took a back seat. …
The light coming from the gap between the curtains was like a hot four-inch nail shoved into my eye socket. I inhaled sharply and jerked away from it, rolling too enthusiastically and ending up on the …
Wednesday “What is it about Christmas that makes everyone so crazy?” I asked watching the tippers dumping more sand on the floor. The driver released his load too quickly blowing a cloud of dust over everything. …
Walking down the aisle in church the next day I couldn’t help feeling self-conscious. It was Offering Time and it seemed the new vicar had rung in some changes. For one thing, there was a gospel band instead …