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Knighted Again – Ch.30 | KT OLLA

THE words dropped. They dropped suddenly, sweeping Vickie off her feet.

‘Spill it, Vickie! What is it you’re staring at in Nile?’

The girl was caught off guard as the handsome dude looked in her eyes and spoke.

The young pair locked eyes for seconds, as Vickie’s heart raced away while her gaze was stuck.

She looked away at last, embarrassed a bit much.

‘Wh... what are you talking about?’

Nile gently raised himself, slid his feet back in his sandals and buckled it.

Then he sat in front of the girl, searching her eyes.

It was a piercing look that told Vickie her boy saw through her. That he peered in her soul.

‘Yes Vickie, you’ve been distracted lately, so I’ve been wondering why you are!

‘Thank God we’re finally done with the convocation event and the performance!

‘Then we’re through with the King. He’s become well, you know!

‘But why is Vickie staring at Nile? You know I caught you yesterday, too. And the other day!

‘What is it with Nile? Tell me everything!’

Vickie felt absolutely flustered that she wished she’d just sink into sand.

But Nile followed her eyes everywhere they turned, and there was nowhere she could hide.

Now the young lady decided to face the boy. Yet she stammered through her words again.

‘I... I don’t know what you’re talking about!’

Yes, Nile Wadibe got Victoria tripping right over. Then he caught her mid-air as her heart did a good pounding.

He spoke as he got up to his feet.

‘Well, if you insist you’ve got nothing to tell me, I’m sure I have something else to tell you!’

He bowed to put Victoria’s sandals back on. He went down on one knee to buckle the pair.

Then he got back up, leaned forward and stretched a hand to pull her up.

Vickie looked up at Nile as her pulse raced.

The dude nodded at her, so she braced up and placed her hand in his.

Nile leaned a little further and pulled her right up.

He cooed. ‘Go out wi’ me, Victoria… I like to date you!’

Vickie’s guards were down when this fell. So her grip suddenly went limp as it came slipping out of the manly grab.

She was dazed and almost got fazed completely. She tripped and went falling backwards.

Nile stood her shining knight that night. He stepped a foot into her, swept his hand round her waist and caught her there.

He left her staring wide as he bowed over her and searched her eyes.

Vickie knew she’d lost herself. Lost the tough hard self called Victoria.

She lay there in Nile’s hands like a girl that she was. It was her dream come true night.

Now Nile pulled Vickie up, drawing her so close she felt his breath.

He whispered, ‘You know a man can be blind at times!

‘I’ve liked you since our freshman year. But look at me calling this pretty girl just my friend!

‘You are my friend, now I love you to be my girlfriend!

‘Really, a guy can be blind at times!’

Victoria looked at him and felt touched. She welled up and felt like hugging him.

Her boy went on in the instant. ‘So, you see, I almost can’t wait for your answer! I’ll be too crushed if I lose you now that I like you!

‘I’ve spent a few years calling you my friend, my lady, my partner...

‘Vickie, will you please be my girlfriend now?!’

Vickie couldn’t believe that those words finally came.

She’d felt too embarrassed to talk just moments earlier. Now she didn’t want to keep her boy waiting.

She leapt on her inside when she gasped, ‘Yes! I mean my answer is yes!’

That moment was their prettiest in life.

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