after that. We need to get this thing sorted out once and for all. Please, just this once. For me.”
Louise’s voice sounded weary. Kedi had expected as much – Louise hadn’t been able to stand up to Sefhemo. She’d tried and he’d beaten her down. Kedi had known it would be like this, and now here they were.
Sefhemo sat on the sofa looking at her, his lips not quite smiling, not quite not smiling. Age was not tempering his good looks, but rather accentuating them. Kedi tried to deny her nervousness and ignore her sweating hands. Sefhemo was a person who could not be trusted, she told herself. Because of that he was a person she didn’t need or want in her life. Nine years hadn’t changed that fact.
Desperate to maintain her composure, Kedi sat back down, turning the chair to face Sefhemo. Her voice was all business. “Okay, fine. Make it quick. I need to get home, it’s late.”
“Still the same overdramatic young woman, I see,” Sefhemo said, ignoring her words. “Quite a bit more beautiful, though.”
Kedi stood up again. “That’s it! I’m out of here.”
She headed for the door again, but Sefhemo got there first. He was suddenly very near, and Kedi found it difficult to take a breath. He grabbed her arms.
“Let me go,” she said half-heartedly.
She could feel her body betraying her. After all this time, could the attraction still be this strong? She felt weak fighting it. It was as if she was back to when they first met, when she was a singer with a dream and he a cop new to the job, with so much to prove. The minute she met him, she’d known there was something different, something important and rare between them. She’d been dating Poloko since high school and she’d been sure she loved him, at least for part of that time, but it was nothing like the immediate attraction she felt towards Sefhemo. Physical, visceral, uncontrollable.
It was a dangerous, wild attraction and it scared her. That was why she knew that when she had her chance, she had to get away from him. She was sure such an attraction would swallow her up. She was sure she couldn’t stand up to such feelings. When she got away, she’d known it had to be permanent. But now here he was.
His hands held her firmly. His voice was just above a whisper, meant for Kedi’s ears only. “Sit down. I’m not going to hurt you, I promise.”
He let go and though she knew his words to be untrue, she sat down. He wouldn’t even know if he was hurting her. Like everyone else, he didn’t understand. She was back where she’d hoped she would never be. Back near Sefhemo. Back to the man she’d never stopped loving, the one who stopped her from seeing any other man as good enough.
Kedi knew she had to be careful, very careful. She had to keep control of things. She had to be strong.
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