CHAPTER 32

YIKHOKONKE

Sometimes being single saves you from a lot of things. For example what I'm doing right now. Cooking. I don't know anything about cooking. But Nkosi has asked me to help him. He keeps asking me to give him spices. How am I supposed to know spices? What is a herb and whatever spice? I know a paprika luckily.

He finishes putting meat in the oven and turns to me. He opens my thighs as I'm sitting on top of the kitchen counter. He get between them and I put my hands around his neck. He perks my lips.

Nkosana: So tell me…how come you don't know how to cook?