Fifteen

Sibane's POV
It has been a few days after Nkosana had spent the night at my place and I was really getting used to his presence and his calls to check in on me during work. Speaking of the devil.

"Hello." I answered the phone as I walked around Buildit  looking through showers,sinks and all the likes.

"Muntu wentliziyo yam, unjani kodwa mama?" His deep voice greeted and I could feel my face burning as I blushed. (Owner of my heart, how are you?)

"Ngiyaphila unjani wena?" (I'm doing great how are you?)