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Knighted Again – Ch.14 | KT OLLA

SAMBA took a forlorn look at her watch. It was about 3 hours since Nile and Vickie had been with the king.

Samba had been waiting alone and thinking about the stars all of this time. So now she was starting to get a bit more anxious.

But Samba’s worry had fell this heavily on her because she was all beside herself and lonely.

She’d had so plenty of the view at sea – so plenty that she’d easily dream of waves on white sand that night.

She’d had too much of smiling at the views that she was forced to remember she was still single.

So the darling one was quite fed up with star and sea gazing, when she had a gorgeous surprise walk up to her.

The girl had looked to the doorways so many times that she couldn’t count.

Then she’d wished each of those times that the star kids would show up from there with a smile.

It was the pleasant gift that she’d craved as payback for her waiting. But she found something else she’d got missing.

Samba George raised her gaze from her watch now to glare at the doors. Only, this time, she cared less if the young ones walked in with smile.

But as she was dropping her head again when they weren’t there, she suddenly sighted a man walking in, and smiling.

So she stole a quick glance then thought his face looked familiar.

The dude strutted in and walked up to her.

So when the lady glared back at him wondering at the nerve he’d got to walk close, she just heard him croon down a manly tone...

She was a bit shaken by his spell of voice.

‘Oh c’mon, wipe that cloud off your face,’ he said. ‘The palace’ a safe zone after all!’

He added in a gentler voice. ‘Don’t worry; the stars will be back in no time.’

The girl’s defences fell right there.

She loosened up and freed her mind to think – as she realized that the man was talking a different thing, when she’d thought he’d seen beauty and wanted the chase.

So the young beauty stole a glance at him. Then she thought:

He’s so tall, and dark, and handsome. But who is this man that likes me now?

Well, he should be a staff here. He must’ve been watching me... liking me. Really liking me!

Now Samba tried to recall where he’d seen the dude before. Yet she was pretty sure she hadn’t met anyone as him.

The man was dressed in a woolen polo shirt with a cross shade of cream on coffee brown.

Then a pair of baggie shorts in coffee shade looked over a black pair of strappy for shods.

He had a black leather watch binding his wrist.

The suave looking gentleman was living his late 30’s with a youthful face that spelled 20.

Then he hadn’t got time to marry, so he walked up to Miss George and sat beside her.

He saw how hard the lady was trying to recall his face so he helped her.

‘I guess you can’t recall seeing me before. It’s the guy from the checkpoint...’

Samba made an effort.

The dude went again. ‘Well, the “big fan”—’

The girl caught on. ‘Oh, oh... you’re the one! But you really look... I think you look younger!’

‘Well, I guess that’s how I look outside work,’ the man laughed. ‘You know when you’re in uniform everyone looks the same.

‘I don’t actually work at the gates. I happen to head all of security. So I was sent to bring you up here.’

Samba liked his gentle candour, so she flowed along.

‘I must be mistaken to call you young! It’s a big man I’m sitting with here—look at me!’

‘Oh cut that!’ the man waved. ‘There’s no big young man in shorts these days! Everyone’s in suit!’

Samba broke in a big laugh. And the dude joined too.

Then when they stopped, he offered her a hand.

‘Well, I’m Collins.’

‘Samba’s the name,’ the lady smiled shaking his hand. ‘Nice seeing you again.’

Collins looked at his watch.

‘You must have been sitting here for long. Do you mind using a walk – I can take you around the whole place.’

‘Oh I don’t mind, Mr Collins. I’ll so like that.’

Collins stood and offered to lift her up.

‘How about you call me Collins? Ditch formalities, I like to be friends.’

Samba gazed up with weak eyes as she placed her hand in his. She looked at him for a second or two.

Who’s this guy that sweeps a girl off her feet in seconds?

Then she stuttered. ‘Ohh... Okay!’

Collins leaned forward and pulled her right up. For they both knew they were on to a great life—ahead.

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