"You are not spending the night?" The security guard asked when he saw him leaving.
"No. I have a plane to catch." He said curtly.
"You two make a great couple. I never thought I'll say this but Miss Dladla looked so happy. It was like she was a different person."
"Isn't she always happy with her sisters?" Tebogo asked, guilt nagging at him.
"Oh sure she is but it's not the type of happiness that puts stars in her eyes. She was like a difference person with you." Tebogo nodded. "I guess only being in love puts stars in a girl's eyes."
Tebogo smiled indulgently. "I guess so. I have to go."
"Where you going?" The guard asked. "You said you had to catch a plane." The guard was reluctant to see him go. He was alone and bored. Tebogo wasn't in the mood for much chit chat.
"I'm going home." He told him simply and didn't wait for more questions. The guard had no idea of the kind of torment he was in and the more he talked to him the harder it was for him to leave. His heart told him to go back upstairs, wake Mandisa up and let them try to find a solution to all of this but his head…It knew better and he was one of the best business man because he always listening to his head instead of his heart.
Tebogo got into his car and drove away.
Mandisa felt amazing. When she woke up she didn't immediately opened her eyes but lay there basking in the after pleasure. She couldn't believe that she had survived that long without knowing the pleasure of love making. Without having a man kiss her until she shivered with excitement. Still with her eyes closed she reached out for the man who had introduced her to heaven and came empty. Tebogo was not next to her. She opened her eyes and sat up. "Tebogo?" She called out and received no answer. Frowning she got out of bed and picked up her gown from the floor. His clothes were gone. She put on the gown and went through the house. There was no sign of him anywhere. Mandisa wondered if she had dreamt him being there. Her body told her no, it really had happened. It was deliciously sore and sensitive. But then where was he. She went to the kitchen to see if he had left a note or some sign to his where about. There was nothing. Back in the living room, she noticed her clothes. They were neatly folded and placed on the couch. Last night, he had removed them from her body and dropped them on the floor. She hadn't folded them which meant he must have done that before leaving.