Chapter 11 - Luvuyo

"Are you sure you're okay with Nolwazi joining us?" I search Céline's face carefully for any sign that she's not being entirely honest.

"Am I fine having my idol all to myself for a couple of hours?" She grins and pops a grape into her mouth from the buffet set up for the gospel brunch. "I'll manage."

"Not all to yourself." I slice into my omelette and give her a warning look. "You have to share her."

"Things must have gone well last night if she's coming for breakfast." I open my mouth to reply, but she lifts a staying hand before I can.

"Please don't take that as an opportunity to share too much information about your love life." Her mouth twists into a moue of distaste. "We're in a good place. Don't ruin it."

I flop back into my seat and hook one arm over the back. "And here I was prepared to give a blow-by-blow account."

"I'd like to be able to look her in the eye when she comes, thank you very much."

We share an easy laugh and both take a few bites.

"I just wanted to make sure it was okay that she joins us," I continue. "Because I wanted time with you this weekend, and it felt like we didn't get much of it."

"Like I said, we have plenty of time." Her smile falls into a straight line. "Unless you're going away again any time soon?"

"No." I reach across the table to take her hand. "I'll be home writing this book. It'll give me time to figure out what I want to do in this next chapter of my life. I think I'm done with the road for a while."