"May I help you?" She asked looking at him as if she had never laid eyes on him before.
"You owe me a shirt." The words were out of his mouth before he knew he was thinking them.
"Really? How did you come to that conclusion?" She asked innocently, her eyes never leaving his. At the restaurant he had taken her by surprised and it had shown in her facial and mannerism. This time she had been expecting him and it seemed she had sharpen her daggers. Tebogo's heart leaped up with joy. He loved having a prepared opponent. It was much satisfying when they lost.
"You spilled coffee all over it." He said letting himself in.
Her apartment was small but cozy. He felt right at home and wished his hotel room was that cozy. His room was big and spacious, expensively decorated that one couldn't forget that one wasn't at home but at a hotel. Here in her apartment, Tebogo had no doubt that he could forget he was just a visitor and get comfortable.
"It was an accident." Mandisa said closing the door and turning to face him with a sweet smile that made Tebogo want to kiss her until she begged for mercy. Where that thought came from, he didn't know.
"I don't know what happened. One minute I was sitting at my table enjoying my coffee and the next it was all over you." Mandisa went on still smiling sweetly. Her smile was contagious that Tebogo smiled back at her without realizing it. She made a good actress, with her adorable cute smile and bashing eyes lashes, no one could find her guilty of anything. Pity he knew she possessed a temper and in just a day he had figured out one of her buttons; her sisters.
"Accident or not, you still owe me a shirt." He said taking off his jacket.
"Of course." She replied eager to accommodate him in any way.
"Why don't you send me the invoice and I'll see what I can do. I doubt I can afford such an expensive garment but I'll try."
Tebogo couldn't help laughing. Oh, she could afford such an expensive garment. Tebogo knew all about her finances. She wasn't poor, far from it but most of her income was tied up in long term investments. What little she made she invested. Not for herself but for her sisters and her nephew. She lived modestly, though on her annual income she could afford to live better. Tebogo suspected that she saved up all their money - she was also in charge of her sister's finances - just in case life should turned nasty and they should find themselves back to poverty.