Each day since Christmas had dragged on for what seemed like ages. Once he'd returned to his apartment on Christmas morning, he'd instantly been struck by how empty and cold it seemed without Nyota's smile and easy manner to warm it up, to make it seem more like a home. In such a short time, she'd managed to seep through all his defenses and touch every aspect of his life, and it was impossible not to feel disappointed when he saw the pajamas on the bed. He'd held a tiny fragment of hope that she might still be there when he returned, but he knew she wouldn't
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Nyota watched as Adimu accosted Jim, who looked a little startled. Her aunt was certainly a rather unusual figure, swathed in bright African brocades and gold hoops. They walked over to the counter, and she had literally taken a step after them before she realized that talking to Jim was probably unwise. She tried to convince herself that she only wanted to talk to him as a friend, but that obviously wasn't true. It isn't my fault he looks so handsome in a suit.
Nadhiri was giving her a rather strange look that she tried to ignore. It was easier to focus on something besides Jim when Trent and her cousin Sarah wandered over to talk to them, and for a few minutes she tried to simply enjoy herself. It really was nice to see her family from out of town, even if she was still struggling with emotions she wasn't supposed to feel. There is nothing wrong about my feelings. It's only the world I live in that prevents me from acting on them.Out of the corner of her eye she watched Adimu and Jim, torn between a fluttering of concern
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Whoever the woman who'd accosted him was, she could not be described as demure or modest by any stretch of the imagination. She partly looked like she wanted to have him for both dinner and dessert, and while it wasn't a look Jim was unfamiliar with, he'd rarely seen it displayed with such... Intensity would probably be the polite word.
Jim offered her a drink and took a healthy gulp of his own, feeling he'd need it if she did what he thought she might and latched onto him for the rest of the evening. So he smiled and laughed politely at her jokes, and if his smile was just the tiniest bit forced, well... Winona Kirk had done her best to instill proper manners in her sons, but had always said her youngest was a lost cause when it came to knowing how to behave in polite society.
It was only when she reached for his hand and asked - no demanded that she be allowed to read his palm that the penny dropped. Of course! This was Nyota's aunt, the one who was fond of fortunetelling and voodoo. He gently, but firmly withdrew his hand. "
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Jim's smile actually made her heart skip a beat. I love him. I love him for looking at me like I'm his savior simply for stopping my Aunt from telling his fortune. It took her only a moment to recognize the thought for what it was: just one more answer to the question, How did you know you loved him? She had once asked her mother that same question about her father, and her mother's reply had been, In a million different ways. Nyota's eyes had widened as she asked almost breathlessly for her mother to name them. Her mother laughed and promised to give Nyota another reason each time she asked the question. It was a game they'd played, and Nyota knew that she wasn't anywhere near the end of the list when her mother had been taken away from her. And now... now she had a list for Jim, growing every day, every moment. I love him for the way his eyes light up when he smiles.Ignoring these thoughts as best she could, she let her smile turn slightly bemused at Jim's comment, even if there was a strange twinge in her chest that he was
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Nadhiri was giving her a rather strange look that she tried to ignore. It was easier to focus on something besides Jim when Trent and her cousin Sarah wandered over to talk to them, and for a few minutes she tried to simply enjoy herself. It really was nice to see her family from out of town, even if she was still struggling with emotions she wasn't supposed to feel. There is nothing wrong about my feelings. It's only the world I live in that prevents me from acting on them.Out of the corner of her eye she watched Adimu and Jim, torn between a fluttering of concern ( ... )
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Jim offered her a drink and took a healthy gulp of his own, feeling he'd need it if she did what he thought she might and latched onto him for the rest of the evening. So he smiled and laughed politely at her jokes, and if his smile was just the tiniest bit forced, well... Winona Kirk had done her best to instill proper manners in her sons, but had always said her youngest was a lost cause when it came to knowing how to behave in polite society.
It was only when she reached for his hand and asked - no demanded that she be allowed to read his palm that the penny dropped. Of course! This was Nyota's aunt, the one who was fond of fortunetelling and voodoo. He gently, but firmly withdrew his hand. " ( ... )
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