«Loving you is like a drug that I never want to stop taking».

«Just a smile from her could make his flutters and just a cry could make him crumble».

Chapter 28

"The anklet looks beautiful and it glows" Nathaniel commented, staring at the crystal around her ankle. It was very rare to see a female with anklets.

"Oh?" she paused, smiling softly, turning her attention to him, "I love it" she grinned cheekily, "but we called it leg chains in my country" she laughed. "It's very common among females in Nigerian but some people still think it's a sign of females being promiscuous, enticing, or inviting men whereas it's an endearment for females" she sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose while Nathaniel found it cute and couldn't resist pecking her nose as she closed her eyes, shying away. Some people were just damm witted or culturally extreme. There was nothing bad in using it and she used it because she liked it and gave her a sense of beauty.

"It's beautiful," he complimented, he loved how it glowed under the moonlight and it looked good.

"Leg chain?" he teased her, raising a brow.

"Ah" She tsked, fake glaring at her before shaking her head, "let me tell you some secret about Nigerians" she whispered playfully, grinned widely, "We Nigerians are very funny" she fiddled with her fingers excitedly to talk about her country, smiling while Nathaniel took her hands in his, rubbing it together to generate heat.

"If all countries are going to the right, Nigerians would always go to the left. We are specially created breeds from our thinking to ideology and everything. We are always different and that difference defines Nigeria as a country" she smiled brightly.

"We go with the flow, we call it leg chain because you can't go to any jewelry stores and tell you want to buy anklets" she paused, "You'll be left standing".

"What?" he exclaimed, "Why?" he asked curiosity laced under his question.

"Yeah, I know" she sighed exasperatedly, rolling her eyes, "but it is rare except if you go to the high-class stores'' she added. "You know.." a pregnant pause, "short as in clothing or knicker?" she asked him to have him nod, "We call its short-knicker in my country" Nathaniel's body shook with laughter, his laughter echoed through the night.

Very hilarious.

"What?" he asked in between his laughter.

"Stop laughing joor" she nudged his side only to have him laughing more and she could help herself to laugh alongside him.

She continued, "We call any kind of noodle like there are different companies making noodles with different names, we call all noodles - Indomie".

"Indomie?!".

"Yeah, indomie is the name of one company that produces noodles" she filled him in.

"So…?"

"Then the seller would ask which indomie you want then you'll make a choice" She smiled, "Instead of saying I want noodles then choice".

"Oh my God," he exclaimed loudly.

"And any type of toothpaste is called closeup" she mumbled.

"I can't wait to pay a visit," Nathaniel said only to burst into a fit of laughter.

"Sincerely, we make it easy for people in Nigerians" she defended, "You know we have more than seven hundred ethnic groups and different languages… So Nigerians people came together to find suitable words and it has been accepted" she shrugged her shoulders.

"In case of incasity, if you find yourself in Nigeria" she grinned widely, her eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Incasity? is there a word like that?" he racked his brain for the word but couldn't find meaning.

Angelina laughed when she saw the confused expression morphed on his beautiful face.

"Yeah, you can find that word in Nigeria dictionary," she said, "But the actual phrase is, 'in case of necessity'" she explained, "we blended it to suit us" she winked, leaning on Nathaniel's bare chest.

Abel was still in a state of shock. Earlier, he had gone to carry out Nathaniel's order and had prepared everything needed, reserved the food and snacks in a woven basket. The tent camp had been made by his workers beside the sea to have a perfect view of the sea then the hotel and he had asked them to check everywhere as they waited for the couples to return from where they were hiding but after two to three hours, he felt alarmed and gestured two of his workers to follow him while ordered the other two to secure the area. Abel had seen the couples earlier, running to the stud rock and went there without giving it a thought, but unexpectedly stumbled upon their privacy making the metal tray he was holding which was filled with drinks to shattered on the ground in shock, breaking the couples from their trance which made Nathaniel's kiss to land on Angelina's cheek.

I'm dead, Abel thought in his mind.

Abel opened his mouth to furiously apologize for his mistake but immediately gulped hard under Nathaniel's hard glare. Abel trembled under his hard gaze, sweating profusely, nearly shitting himself. Abel was intimidated, Nathaniel's gaze alone could make him disappear into nothingness.

Angelina's breathing sucked up in her throat, she was embarrassed it would be an understatement even to look at what was happening was impossible. Her hands trembling, making her breath all in a skyrocket, he kissed her cheek. Heat flooded through her body, downcast her head, making her hair cover her face.

The second time their kissing moment was interrupted!.

What was she getting excited about?.

Being kissed by him….

A man like him would kiss her?. She sighed dejectedly, withdrawing herself.

Nathaniel's body shook from anger and displeasure, he hated how Angelina had close off again!. If a look could kill, then the man in front of him would have been 6ft down under his murderous gaze. He didn't want to overwhelm his Angel, so he had to take everything slowly but it, unfortunately, ended abruptly.

He looked at his Angel who was shivering to the man who was shaking then turned his attention to Angelina. He stood up, helping Angelina up on her numbed legs. "Go," he said calmly but the underlying threat could be heard which made Abel's legs buck, turned abruptly not after picking up the tray then ran off on his heels.

Nathaniel's shirt had dried up due to the cold breeze and unbuttoned all the buttons and peel it off his body, only to wrap it protectively around Angelina.

Angelina inhaled his manly scent, she shivered, drowning in his size and scent. The shirt stopped at her midthigh and the sleeves were longer than her hands yet she didn't say anything. Her vocal had been weak to voice out.

"Perfect" he murmured to himself, taking in her form in his shirt. Satisfied with it- his wildest dream to have his Angel in his shirt then abruptly hugged her, inhaling her hair and dusting off the sand.

They made their way to the tents in awkward yet peaceful silence, every time he tried to open his mouth to say something or anything, he closed it immediately because nothing was coming out. Whenever they were many steps forward, she always found a way to close off.

Angelina fiddled with her fingers together anxiously, falling behind, Nathaniel stopped on his track, sighed softly, and took her hand in his, palming them with his before holding her hand and walking side to side.

When they reached the tent Angelina slowly slipped in, leaving him outside. Nathaniel thought of giving her some space to collect her thoughts, then sat outside the tent, taking small pebbles, and threw them in the sea which was making a plop sound.

After thirty minutes of waiting, he opened the tent door and went straight to where she sat, carrying her out. He wasn't good at waiting. He was always impatient when it came to her.

Would he have kissed me if we weren't interrupted?.

Does he want her?.

Or was everything a play?.

How can someone like him want a plain her?.

She is not beautiful, maybe cute because of her baby fat.

Of all females in the world, why?!.

Angelina was drowning in her insecurities when she heard the door opened, pulling her out of her thoughts, and was hurdled up by a very shirtless Nathaniel.

Her eyes widened, she didn't have the time to check him out earlier when he covered her with his shirt but now, her mouth was opened agape, blatantly staring at his well firm abs. Tracing her eyes to the end of his v-line which was stopped by the band of his trousers.

"Let's watch the sunset" He smiled while Angelina gulped nervously, her breathing changed and was beating louder than before.

Did he want to make me faint? she screamed internally, feeling herself getting lightheaded under his perfect body. A well divine body.

Nathaniel sat down, pulling Angelina towards him, making her sit at his front, then her back rested on his chest.

Angelina raised her head to watch the change of day to night. She never had the time to watch it and it was a great opportunity for her to experience the change in nature.

The sky changed color minutes to minutes from bright colors to flamboyant pink. Orange, pink yellow colors were over the beautiful cloud with a fiery sun which made the sea mirror the colored sky as the white sand reflected the beautified water and glistened. The sky transiting from day to night as the sunset in between the horizon making it look like two worlds clashing or meeting. The waves crashed against the seashore, wetting her feet as the seagulls squawked in distance. The cold breeze whispering serenity, soothing her after the long day activities yet nothingness was heard from the breeze as Nathaniel ran his hand through her wavy brown hair, easing her nerves.

Angelina leaned her body on Nathaniel's bare chest, smiling happily, feeling his body heat. One of her dreams has been fulfilled - watching the sunset on the island with her man.

"The sun setting," she paused, "It's beautiful" she completed, smiling radiantly.

"True" he rasped out, "But not as beautiful as you are" Nathaniel whispered yet she heard perfectly and immediately removed her gaze from the darkened sky which had been filled with stars and the moonlight glowing to Nathaniel whose eyes were already transfixed on her as usual.

Angelina gulped softly, her eyes dilated slowly as Nathaniel turned her body toward him, he brought his hand forward and caressed her cheek softly with tenderness. Feeling the softness of her cheeks on his rough palm. Nathaniel stared at her lips to her eyes asking him for permission and she nodded her head, readying herself from the inevitable. Time seemed to freeze when Nathaniel didn't wait a second before descending his lips to her as shooting stars appeared in the sky.

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