Love Thy Neighbour by Annecia Ellies (fantasy books to read .txt) 📕

He sat at his laptop and pulled up Morgan’s profile on Full Circle, something he was so used to doing by now. He was surprised to see her online but then remembered she told him that she left her profile up to show her as always being online. He sent her a quick message and waited.

Filipe: How is the wedding plans coming ma Cherie, they still have you very busy?

Morgan was watching TV on her bed when she saw the alert appeared on her phone.

Morgan: It’s on Saturday, everything is set. Just waiting on time.

Filipe: How are you otherwise?

Morgan: Great, I have another event to plan for the next week so I’m heading to Tobago. It’s an office party. Everything else is fine. How are you keeping?

Filipe: I’m well, thank you for asking. I found out something about your father; will bring it to you when I come back.

Morgan: ok, thanks but you really could have left it alone you know, we are fine here without him. Mom doesn’t even think about him anymore.

Filipe: This I’m sure you will want to know.

Morgan: Now you have awakened my curiosity, what is it?

Filipe: I should be there by next week, could be earlier, but I will bring it for you.

Morgan: ok, thank you Filipe.

Filipe: You’re always welcome Ma Cherie. I miss you, I can hardly wait to see you.

Morgan sent him a smiley face.

Filipe: See you soon.

Morgan: See you soon Filipe.

Morgan and Zoe will be heading to Tobago after the Boyd’s wedding to do an Office party at the Tourism Company. She was anticipating the visit as it will give her a chance to be with her mom for a week. She missed Dawn, even though they spoke regularly over the telephone and on Skype, it was not the same as face to face contact or a hug. Saurelle had come as promised and helped her to re decorate the apartment. The living room was gorgeous; she had painted the wall where the TV set is in a brilliant green, while the other three walls were in yellow. She added two corner space savers which were now filled with ornaments; she had placed the French horn at the top of one of them. A fluffy green rug was spread under the coffee table, which is shaped like a giant wooden saucer, complete with trimmed edges. Saurelle had picked it up at an antique store in St James.

The dining set is in a cozy area, and a hutch has been added to the corner close to it. The kitchen is in a gorgeous shade of grey, a little lighter than the granite island and counter tops. A beautiful multicolored swing set was added on the enclosed balcony and a single bed was placed in the spare bedroom for overnight visitors, although the only visitors she’d usually have are her mom, Auri and Flynn. Seems like now Filipe will be added to that list, not for overnight though, she thought. When her friends come to stay they shared her bedroom so the bed has not been used as yet. The apartment came with built in cupboards throughout. The time and money she spent was well worth it. Her home was cozy, comfortable and inviting. Thanks to Auri, it was also beautiful.

By the day before the wedding everything was already in place. Saurelle had a team decorating the reception hall in Maracas. In events management classes she had learnt that whatever can go wrong will go wrong, so she usually prepared for hick ups by having a backup of all the main things on standby, just in case something was to go wrong. That is what she had spent the last couple of days doing, now she was at home alone watching a movie and relaxing before the big day when the doorbell suddenly chimed. Wearing a sleeveless loose swing dress that ended mid-thigh, with no slippers on her feet she went and looked through the peephole. She was shocked to see Filipe standing there. She opened the door and stood there gaping at him while leaning on the door with her hand on the doorknob. He gave her a bright smile and walked in.

“Can I come in ma Cherie?”

“You’re already inside, what are you doing here? You got all the stuff shipped already?” She pushed the door closed with her butt and now stood leaning on it watching him in his white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Denim jeans slung on his hips and yellow Clarks on his foot. He looked like he just stepped out of a GQ magazine and into her home.

“Yes, Grayson and I are here. We’ve been here since early this morning watching Caesar and his crew put in the wallpaper and arrange the furniture.”

“So, your ovens are here too?”
“Yes, just the awning is missing; it will take a couple more days to get here.”

Since he came in he have not taken his eyes off her.

“So how long do you plan to stay?”

“Maybe a week or two, I’m also here to furnish my home upstairs. I have a decorator working on it. I asked Auri but she said she is pretty tied up at the moment and I need it done ASAP as I’m hoping to stay here instead of at a hotel.”

“Yes, she he did mention that to me.” She walked into the living room and motioned for him to sit down, which he did. He dropped an envelope on the coffee table, it contained the file on her father.

“Can I at least get a hug? I missed you so much.” He said rising again to meet her.

He held her hands and pulled her towards his chest. Her hair smelled like strawberry shampoo and she felt soft in his arms. She put her hands around his waist and took a deep breath absorbing his scent while resting her head on his chest. They remained like that for a couple seconds then Morgan broke away and offered him a drink. He went back to his seat and asked her if he should remove his shoes as he didn’t want to put it on her rug as he was in the dust all day. He went back into the corridor to put it on the shoe rack by the door.

She went into the kitchen, but when she heard him sit down she went back to ask if he wanted something hard or soft to drink.

“I’ll have whatever you are having ma Cherie.”

She went back and took out a bottle of red wine. As she prepared the waiter with the drinks and glasses, she sent a quick text message to Auri.

Morgan: OMG! Auri! Filipe is here, looking hot as always.

Saurelle: Serious?? Send me a pic. Kwassi is here with me for the weekend, we will see you tomorrow at the wedding, remember one o’ clock ok. Everything looks perfect. I’m waiting for the pic of Mr. Handsome.

Morgan: Ok, sure. Talk to you soon.

She felt someone behind her and spun around to find herself face to face with Filipe. He put both hands at her sides on the counter and cornered her where she stood. She took a deep breath and looked him in his eyes.

“I was wondering if you needed some help.” He whispered leaning into her

“I err… got it.” She says nervously, resting her hands on his arms

His eyes bore into her and she felt the defense she’s been trying to put up from him, crumble to the floor. He took her face in his hands and touched her lips lightly with his. She was becoming so familiar with this kiss. She allowed the moment then bent her head. He then kissed her forehead.

“These drinks?” he asked, turning to take the waiter.

“Yes, let’s go sit down.” She said leading the way

She sat in the love seat and he rested the waiter on the coffee table before sitting on the sofa. He told her what was happening downstairs all day and had her laughing at Grayson and his antics.

“I will love to meet him.” She said

“You will, I’m sure he’ll be calling me very soon. I told him I’m disappearing for a few minutes, we’ll head down together because he’s anxious to meet you also.” He rose and went to sit on the love seat with her. He took her right hand in his and said, “Morgan, I’d rather you open the envelope with your mother, don’t do it by yourself ok. For me, please?”

“Ok, I’m going to Tobago next week so I will take it with me.”

“If I’m still here I can go with you, I’d love to meet Dawn.”

“Yea, and I’m sure she will love to meet you.” She rolled her eyes heavenward and chuckled.

“So what has been happening since I left?” he ignored her eye rolling and continued.

She told him about what’s been going on with the wedding planning, about when Saurelle came and helped her decorate the apartment. She walked him through the apartment while they talked about the Cafe.

“Did Pancho drop you guys here?” she asked when they returned to the living room.

“Yes he did.” Filipe came and sat next to her on the chair again. She looked down at her clothes and wondered if she should go inside and change the dress. She felt him staring at her before she even looked up. When he’s around her it’s as if all her senses come alive.

“Am I making you nervous?” he asked while he put his drink on the table and turned towards her propping his head in his arm resting on the chair back.

She smiled then said, “Let’s just say I’m not totally comfortable around you as yet.”

“And may I ask why? What is it about me that make you nervous Morgan?” he studied her face carefully and frowned.

“Filipe,” she stood and turned her back towards him trying to hide the blush that was creeping up to her cheeks, then went and stood fidgeting with ornaments on the space saver. He looked at her from her feet, his eyes following the curve of her hips and butt, stopping behind her neck. She is a sexy woman, beautifully formed calves, strong legs, curvy but athletic. He stood and went behind her, close enough, but not touching her. She smells like a mixture of strawberries and lavender.

“Come; let’s be honest with each other.” Taking her hands he led her back to the chair where they sat.

“I know you have your little boyfriend Flynn, and I know you say you are confused so I’m not asking you to make a decision. Whatever you decide will be up to you, but hear me out. I like being around you and I want to be with you. Not just as friends, but as a partner, as your significant other, as a confidante, as someone there for you whenever you need me for whatever reason. I don’t want you to be nervous around me, I’m here; if you want me to leave you alone, just push me out your front door. But know that I won’t give up unless you tell me that you won’t have anything to do with me. I did not plan for this to happen, it was not my intentions to fall in love with you, but something is happening here and I know you feel it also.” He smiled that charming smile and she laughed in return and shook her head.

“I can’t respond to that Filipe because I don’t know what I want.”

“I understand Ma Cherie, I’m not rushing you, let your heart be your guide, you will know what you want.”

He scooted a bit closer to her, took her glass and rested it on