contract - Season 1 - Episode 19

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contract - Season 1 - Episode 19

She felt someone stare at her after a while
and looked up to see Tobi standing by the
door with a plate of sandwiches and two
mugs of beverages. She suddenly felt self
conscious in her shirt that was getting too
small for her baby bump and her sport
shorts.

She berated herself for caring about what
she wore while he was there and her gaze
flickered to the sandwiches.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She
squealed and stood up grabbing the plate
from him. He gave her an amused smile and
rolled his eyes. She sat down and he sat
down beside her. He handed her a cup of
Milo.

“But you’re drinking coffee!” She complained
with her mouth full.

“I like you better when you’re not awake, so
coffee isn’t really the best thing for you
right now.” He simply said before shifting
his gaze to the television.
She folded her arms against her chest and
frowned. He reached for the plate to take a
sandwich and she slapped his hand away.
He narrowed his eyes at her but she
grabbed the plate and looked away.
He rolled his eyes at her childish attitude
and his gaze lowered to her ebony legs. He
looked at her outfit and forced his eyes to
look away. How could she wear that and still
look beautiful? If he saw another woman in
those kinds of clothing, he would call her a
homeless person.

He pushed the thought out of his mind and
they sat there in awkward silence. Abena
racked her brain thinking of what to do to
break the silence but came up with nothing.
“Why are you still here?” She blurted out and
mentally palm slapped her face.
“It’s my house. I can be wherever I want.”
He replied cockily. “Besides, all that water
you dumped on me took my sleep away.”
“Sorry.” She whispered sheepishly.
“It’s okay. Pregnant woman madness. I get
it.” He shrugged.

“I’m not mad!” She uttered in protest.
“Crazy? Eccentric? Mentally unstable? Take
your pick.” He replied still staring a the tv.
“Whatever.” She glared at him and took a
bite of her sandwich.

“There’s only one left? There were seven on
that plate!” Tobi exclaimed in disbelief.
“Well now they’re in my stomach. I’m eating
for two, remember?” She pointed a finger at
him.

“I’m sure you ate six and the baby ate only
one.” He said with a smile and she rolled
her eyes looking away from his perfectly
chiseled face.

“So.”
“So?”
“How does it feel to be a billionaire? At 26?”
She asked looking at him.
“You get used to it after a while. Making
billions is no big deal for me now. I’ve been
running the company since I was eighteen.”
He shrugged.

“Wasn’t that too young?” She took one last
gulp of her Milo and wiped her mout with
the back of her hand, even though he
brought napkins. He rolled his eyes at her
rather ‘savage’ behaviour and continued
talking, trying to avoid an argument.

“Well my dad died, his second in command
took over, I worked with him until I was
ready. Then I started making billions. They
say I have the Midas touch.” He smirked.
“I was about to apologize for your father’s
death but then you just continued speaking
and you ruined it all.” She joked and he
laughed. She enjoyed the few seconds of
seeing his laugh, knowing that she wouldn’t
see it again in a long time.

“My father died a long time ago. I’ve learnt
to live with it, and try my best to make him
proud.” He simply stated and she nodded,
beaming at him with admiration.