Chapter 33. Be Ready

As she stood near him, he widened his arms and engulfed her in a hug. His fingers hurriedly moved and pushed her hair aside before placing his face in her neck, giving a sloppy kiss there.

Roshanay tightly held the hem of her shirt, her eyes widening.

"I'm sorry," he apologised, "I didn't mean to say that," he whispered, whilst closing his eyes and inhaling her fragrance, "Farah told me and I became infuriated within seconds," he pulled himself back and looked at her. "And you know I'm very possessive of my women," he held her arms pulling her closer. 

For some moments, silence prevailed between them, both of them searching each other eyes. Slowly and sensually, Moosa maneuver her head and bring her closer to him. His lips wanting to feel the softness of hers. 

Getting a wind of her intentions, Roshanay abruptly pushed him away and stepped back. Before she could run Moosa held her arm.

"Stop,"

"J..jee?" she asked, taking her time to look