Chapter 2 The Reunion Party 2

Nicole tried to brush her mind away from the 'five years fact'. It was a terrible experience and she never wanted to talk about it. He might have moved on too...

No!

He had moved on. Definitely had. He was the predator here. He clearly discarded her, it wouldn't be a problem for him to get his life moving.

Nicole was an addict of stalking him and throughout her five years of grief, she followed all his social media handle and could describe all the event he had attended and the designer outfits he wore. She saw all the ladies he hung up with and secretly compared herself to them.

The greatest accomplishments Nicole was proud of having throughout her grief was that she became sexy. Maybe it was puberty, but no one could steal the spotlight from her anymore. No one!

She had a pretty face, sexy curves, tiny waist, a plus sized breast and a dayum ass that would send any man crazy especially in a gown like the one she was wearing tonight. She had a height synonym to exquisite, an authentic skin and an attitude like a dove. That alone built Nicole's confidence of having any man at her beck and call, no lies, they all came, but she rejected deplorably.

'He' was her bane of existence!

Nicole accepted the glass of wine from Richard as she took a gulp taking her mind of him again. Whether he would come or not, the party must go on! She tried being the group's baby girl all over again as she danced with freedom and moved to her friends with steps she learned on Chris Brown music videos. She giggled like a baby as the song changed to her favorite and she grabbed Richard for a butt dance.

Its just been 15minutes and Nicole was already having fun. 'This isn't so bad' she thought to herself. Definitely, all she needed all these years was company. Maybe if she had gotten one, her life would be so much better.

The room was filled with genuine laughter from all of them as they shout and lipsync to the album, trying to hear their voice over the song.

But the song suddenly stopped and they slowly stopped too, looking at themselves in confusion. "Denise, c'mon not now. Fix the speakers!" Selena shouted at Denise breathing heavily from dance like the others. Denise who was smooching Cara at a corner grunt at Selena and moved over to the sound materials he had previously arranged. He touched some wires there and there was a spark.

He turned to his friends. "This is not the best time for a faulty speaker" he lamented.

"What do you mean?" Nicole who was already enjoying the moment asked.

"No, no, no...don't tell me the speaker is ruined" Cara walked towards Denise as she goes to the sound machine like she could repair it too.

"It must have been the extension, I tried getting a new one, but I couldn't, I thought this could help us through out the night" Denise complained sourly.

"Oh fuck!" Selena moved from the dancing space and bounce on the three seaters in annoyance. "Who runs a party without music?!" She screamed at Denise.

"Selena be calm." Nicole interfered. She didn't even want an argument to take place at the slightest chance. "Let's ask the hotel, we could get something delivered to our lounge" she said.

"On whose wallet?" Denise sparked at Nicole.

"Oh, so you can enjoy a party without getting your dollars involved" Selena attacked Denise again.

"Guys..." Nicole interrupted again. "I would pay" she said to her friends. She was not rich, but she had enough to cater for her needs. She knew her friends were wealthy too, she saw their latest post, Selena just got her own house, Richard owned a popular brand, Denise lavishly spends his father's money and Cara depended on her sugar daddies. They were all doing well for themselves, so it was really not a big deal to pay for the equipment.

"Thanks Nicole" Richard patted Nicole's back as he also goes to seat, already relieved of his dancing energy.

"I'll go ask the manager" Denise said to his friends and shot Selena a deadly glare which she reciprocated.

"I'll go with Denise" Cara's tiny voice said as she ran after Denise too, all eyes followed the two of them. It was no fresh news that they both had a thing for each other and were the only couple -not couple though - that kept in contact with each other.

Denise chuckled as he held Cara's waist and opened the door, but him and her stopped to see who was at the door.

"Well, look who's here?" Denise raised his voice for others to hear and he widened the door open.

Nicole who was almost sitting heard Denise statement and stopped as her heart race 300miles and a hiccup left her lips. She turned over to look at the 'expected' guest at the door and for the millionth time, her blood seized.

It was like a movie played in slow motion, Nicole's eyes met his eyes from a distance and she suddenly started to have a migraine, her eyes became blurry like she was purposely refusing to see who was at the door, but none of it was deliberate. She didn't understand her body anymore.

When her eyes became clearer, he was already moving closer, away from the door and she could see the masculine finesse approaching her. His body was nothing compared to what it was last five years and nothing compared to his insta-post. All she saw presently was perfection.Silent attention and such a head-on encounter are two entirely different things. Her heart was beating so fast, it was almost unbearable. Even if this face she had been looking at for 5 years....

Nicole couldn't help but notice his perfect beards, grown on both sides of his face and chin, none of what he had few years ago. His ear piercings that pin pointed a diamond stud. His white piece of shirt that has a light material and you could see his skin through his cloth, and he missed two buttons like he always does. He was wearing a fitted trouser, with a belt that wouldn't stop glittering, god knows how much that cost.

Nicole didn't want to look at his shoes, she didn't want to look like she was staring him down, she raised her eyes back at his face and there was a devilish and flirty smirk on his lips, one which she recognized.

"Hi, guys" he said in the sweetest baritone ever, but not taking his eyes off her.