Torns

Episode 36

He knocked, opened the door and peeped. He saw her seated on the bed, clad in a pink and red long-sleeve sweat-shirt and a white cotton baggy trouser. Her braids were weaved in a pony tail, giving her an angelic look.

“Ready to turn in for the night?”
She tilted her head, “I think so.”

He strode into the room and settled at the edge of the bed.

“I didn’t know that the harmattan in this part of the country can be so devilish.”

He started to laugh.

“Thank God I came with a few jackets and sweaters.”

“You will get used to it.”

She snorted, “I doubt it,” she noticed that he was still in the white sweat-shirt, but, had changed into a pair of blue shorts.

“I am so glad that you are here,” his piercing dark eyes bore into her serene brown ones.

“I don’t want to be anywhere else,” her placid stare searched his face.

He moved over and wrapped his arms around her. She sighed with relief, basking in the warmth of his embrace. She placed her arms around his neck and inhaled the scent of his deodorant.