Chapter 942 – Beginning with a Daring Encounter

“No, he’s not. Can I have the tickets, please? I’m sure you have a long line of people to attend to,” Celsie said politely, and the cashier quickly handed them the tickets and they left to pick up their snacks.

“I’m sorry,” Jamal murmured, and Celsie turned to him, and crouched in front of him so they could be on the same eye level.

“You don’t have to be sorry for doing something you believed was right, Jam. It was a sweet gesture, I assure you,” Celsie said as she kissed his cheek.

“But you said I embarrassed us,” Jamal pointed out.

“I didn’t mean it in a totally bad way. I said that only because we were holding up the line and bringing attention to ourselves. What you did was sweet,” Celsie assured him.

Jamal eyed her for a moment wanting to see if she was just saying that or she meant it, and when she held his gaze, he finally smiled, “Okay.”

“Good,” Celsie said as she straightened up and took his hand again.

“Excuse me,” the man who had been standing behind them on the queue called as he approached, and both Celsie and Jamal turned to look at him.

“Yeah? Is there a problem?” Celsie asked politely.

“No. Not at all. I overheard your conversation on the line earlier. I thought it was cute. I’m Mike,” he said with a polite smile as he extended his hand for a handshake, and Jamal scowled.I think you should take a look at

“Hello, Mike! Is there something you wanted?” Celsie asked politely, deliberately not giving her name.

“I was hoping I could tag along with you too…”

“No, you can’t!” Jamal said, surprising both Celsie and the man.

“This is a date for just the two of us. And she already has someone she is getting married to,” Jamal stated, making sure to defend both his and Benne’s interest.

As far as Jamal was concerned, if he couldn’t have Celsie, the only man allowed to have her was Benne because Benne loved her like he did.

Celsie laughed softly, “You heard my man. It was nice meeting you, Mike. We have to go now,” Celsie said, and walked away with Jamal, while the man remained where he stood staring at them.

“Why did you do that? I would have said no,” Celsie told Jamal as they picked up their snacks.

“I didn’t like him talking to you,” Jamal said and Celsie grinned.

“I see.”

Thanks to Jamal’s constant interesting commentary, Celsie was been able to stay awake through the movie at the cinema.

After that they had gone to a video arcade and played a couple of games before she decided to take him to a park so he could mix up with other kids of his age since she knew he had not been able to do that since he got to Serenopolis.

Although he had been reluctant to leave her side at first, Celsie assured him that she brought him out to have fun and would feel better if he did that.

She was amazed by Jamal’s ability to socialize, and how he seemed to draw all the other kids around to himself.

She looked around the park at the different mothers and nannies around. Some were seated alone and some in groups. There were a handful of men around as well.

The whole place was colorful and filled with happy sounds and laughter apart from the occasional yell from mothers or nannies to their wards.

“Your kid?” a lady asked as she sat beside Celsie who was grinning as she watched Jamal teach a younger kid how to skip.

Celsie turned her smiling face to the lady, “No,” she said, not seeing any reason to expand on it.

“But you do have the look of a proud mom though,” she said, and Celsie raised a brow.

“Really? How do proud moms look?” Celsie asked curiously.

“Just like you do,” she said with a grin, and Celsie chuckled.

Although she didn’t like talking with strangers much, there was something relaxing about the lady, so she decided to just enjoy the company.

“Those two flanking your boy in yellow and green shirts are my boys,” she said, and Celsie turned to look at the young guys standing beside Jamal.

“They are cute. Are they twins?” Celsie asked when she noticed the resemblance between them despite the height difference.

“I always get that question. They are two years apart. They took after their dad totally, those two. Not a single thing from me. I wonder if I contributed anything genetically apart from being their warehouse for forty weeks,” she said with an envious sigh that made Celsie look at her again.

“You don’t sound so pleased about it,” Celsie said and she giggled.

“Don’t mind my outburst. I’ve always wanted a girl. A girl who looked like me and maybe a bit like him. But what did I get? Two boys who are the spitting image of their dad. It’s so unfair considering I’m the one who housed them in my body,” she said, and Celsie smiled.

“Well, you could always try again,” Celsie suggested and she shook her head.

“Hell, no! I’ve given up. I could die of heartbreak if I tried again and got another boy that looks just like him,” she said with a shake of her head and Celsie laughed.

“What if you had a little girl who looked like him?” Celsie asked, thinking of Dawn who looked a lot like Benne but in a feminine way.

“At least it would be a girl,” the lady said and then called out to one of her sons to behave himself.

“I don’t think there is anything wrong in having little boys who remind you of your husband. Besides, if you think about it, it’s sweet in a way, don’t you think? You never have to really miss him because you’re always looking into his face,” Celsie said and her heart skipped a beat when she realized her words had actually evoked images of little boys that looked exactly like Benne in her mind.

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