‘You’ve found everything you need?’
She nodded and then peeped over his shoulder at the buttonsdisplay.
She pointed to a row of gold buttons.
‘You grandfather always chooses those buttons,’ she said.
He didn’t hear what she said because he couldn’t focus.
‘Are you going to be much longer?’
Shona’s smile fell. ‘I’m all done. I’ve already paid. The guy at the door is fetching a box for these. I can meet you at the car.’
Sen didn’t know what had come over him but he nodded and walked out, knowing full well that he’d been rude to her.
About five minutes later, while he leaned against the car, she came out of the warehouse to the deserted parking lot. No one except the two of them would be out fabric shopping at 8.30 on a Saturday morning.
She approached him nervously.
In two strides he was in front of her. He took her box from her and held it under one arm. He used his other arm to pull her to him. He bent down and covered her mouth. He kissed her hard and she responded. Their tongues were saying unspoken things in just a kiss. She grabbed onto his T-shirt and pulled him closer. It was only when the box nearly slipped out of his grasp that the explosive kiss ended.
‘I’ve been wanting to do that all morning,’ he said in a husky voice.
‘I’m glad you did,’ she replied.
They stood there for a few seconds just looking at each other until they heard another car approaching.
Sen opened her door and she got in. He put the box of fabric on the back seat and got behind the steering wheel.
‘Where do we go next?’
Sen asked the question because he wanted to know what was next on the itinerary, but in the back of his mind, he was questioning what was next for them because Shona was becoming more than a ‘no strings attached’…and it scared andexcited him at the same time.
Chapter
Five
The trip to Durban on Monday was a success. An hour after Sen had dropped her off at home, Shona was on her way to catch up with Anni. She was still wearing her black satin shift dress. It was chic and her own creation. She’d ditched the heels she’d worn to her meeting with Felicity in favour of flat ballerina-style pumps.
Thankfully, Anni had chosen a bar other than shady Scotty’s. It was busy for a Monday night but she quickly spotted Anni sitting in a booth. Her beautiful friend with striking black eyes and straight black hair was sipping a margarita.
‘Sorry, I couldn’t wait. This heat!’ Anni jumped up and hugged her – squeezing her tight and rubbing her back.
‘I need details. Tell me everything,’ she said as she sat down again. Shona slipped into the seat opposite her, waved at a waiter and ordered a Cosmopolitan. What seemed like a few seconds later, her cocktail arrived and she sat back, waiting for the interrogation to begin.
‘They didn’t call? None of them?’
Shona shook her head.
‘Are you going to call them? What about Aruna?’
Shona sipped her drink before answering.
‘Aruna could have backed me up. But she won’t because itdoesn’t benefit her.’
‘Okay, what about anyone from the shop?’
‘Nope, Anni. No one called. No one texted. No one visited. And I’m not going grovelling back,’ she said firmly.
