Title: Note Worthy
Author: Dhasi Mwale
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Trope: only one bed, sibling’s best friend
Publisher: Love Africa Press
Release date: June 25th, 2021
Pre-release price: $1.99 until book release
"Beautiful and sweet and romantic. This hit all the right spots."
“You don’t make it easy to love you, do you, Kitty?” Six days to the music festival that will make her career as an events planner, Kitty’s meticulously scheduled life is thrown into chaos by the reappearance of charming but irresponsible Wezi, her deceased brother’s best friend. It’s been two years since he vanished and abandoned her when she’d needed him most. She should be fuming. Right? But Wezi’s always been her weakness, and maybe this time, things will be different.
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Katenekwa stared at the man in her visitor’s chair. Behind him, leaning against the wall, an all-so-familiar navy-blue guitar case.
“Hi, Kitty. It’s been a while,” he said in a voice created for song.
So much for staying away from chaos.
Wezi rubbed the back of his neck and parted his lips into that Wezi-specific half- enchanting, half-nervous grin.
It took a minute longer than she was comfortable with, but Katenekwa regained her cognitive functions and spoke. “Gwen, can you give us a minute?”
Gwen’s face registered understanding, and she slipped out the door.
Whatever Gwen assumed she’d understood about Katenekwa’s request couldn’t be right.
Wezi was, simply put, an undefined complexity in Katenekwa’s life. He didn’t qualify as an ex because they’d never dated. Instead, he’d been one of her closest friends. Almost family. He’d filled whatever role her life needed, but never the part of a lover. What they did was flirt. Yet, she felt him deep within her in a way that often disqualified the pretentious role of friend.
Wezi stood, closed the space between them with two strides, and gathered her in his arms. She stiffened, then melted, but before she could enjoy his warmth, he pulled away.
And so, they stood facing each other in silence and awe till he spoke. “You look amazing, Kitty.”
Wezi, always generous with compliments.
Katenekwa wrapped her tired arms across her chest. An ineffective move with her 38Ds. She fought the urge to drop her arms to her sides, lest he thought she was uncomfortable.
Of course, she was, but he didn’t have to know that. For all he knew, his presence here meant nothing. Made her feel nothing. And oh, how she wished it was so.
“You don’t look bad yourself,” she said and bid her racing heart to still.
Wezi never looked bad. He was attractive without needing to try. Athletic build, extra dark roast coffee skin, face chiselled as if by a sculptor. His effortless beauty sometimes made her feel inadequate about her own looks.
Her pear-shaped figure was at the wrong end of the BMI chart, and she was short, with skin that burned in the sun even though she wasn’t light skinned. Oval face, small nose.
In her own right, she was attractive but next to Wezi? Even when he came straight out of bed—drowsy, crusted eyelids, bed-head Afro—Wezi was a looker.
“You cut your hair!” she said with a gasp.
He ran a hand over his short fade. “Yeah. My agent thought I’d book more jobs.”
Katenekwa went around the table and collapsed into the chair. “I take it the modelling is going well.”
“It’s all right. It was weird at first.”
Not as weird as it had been for her to come to work one morning and find Wezi’s image everywhere. It had been Lillian’s idea to use him on the festival’s promotional posters. Pretty people grab people’s attention.
Katenekwa’s longing gaze swept over Wezi. Ain’t that the truth, she thought. She pulled her attention away from him and chose a spot on the wall behind him to focus on. “So, I saw your name on the program for the festival.”
His head bobbed in a partial nod. “Yeah. They called me way back when. I heard you’re planning it. Congrats.” He leaned against the wall and crossed his legs at the ankle.
“K pulled a few strings before he….” Her sanity strained at the memory, and she choked. She willed the unpleasantness away. “So, you waited all day? You could have called.”
He flashed his teeth. “I thought I’d surprise you, and I wasn’t sure you’d want to see me.”