A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 46
Eve stepped into the small bathroom to wash her hands, she’d been busy at the braai the entire evening.
Music played loudly in the lounge, everyone drank and talked at the top of their voices, wanting to be heard yet not listening to one another, it was a good evening.
A few minutes later, Nto opened the door, ‘oh…I’m sorry, thought no one was in here.’
‘It’s OK, I’ll just be a few seconds.’
Nto got in anyway.
They exchanged a meaningful look and Eve put her finger to her lips, indicating for her not to make a sound.
They kissed: stolen and sweet and oh so dangerous. Danai was a few feet away.
Eve slipped out a little while later, guilt written all over her face and was glad that they were all too engrossed in the talking to notice her.
She reached for her glass of wine and joined Danai on the floor.
‘Having a good time?’ Danai asked innocently.
Eve grunted and swallowed hard. ‘I still don’t know to what I owe this party in my honour though.’
‘Yes, we all are a little curious Danai, what’s the occasion?’ Nto piped in, leaning against the wall.
‘Can’t I just spoil my baby without my motives being questioned?’ Danai said, lacing her fingers through Eve’s.
Eve looked unconvinced so Danai continued. ‘I just wanted to thank you for being the wonderful person that you are, so sweet, forgiving, understanding…’
‘Thanks babe, too bad I had to do all the cooking,’ she teased and Danai reached over and kissed her, ‘stop whining my love, you know you like it.’
‘True… too true,’ Eve reached over and hugged her tight, ‘I love you for it, and I am the lucky one…’
‘I love you… I won’t argue with that.’ Danai smiled sweetly at her.
Nto stood at the counter now and watched the whole scene, feeling a lump on the throat.
‘OK people, get a room already!’ she tried to sound unaffected, making everyone laugh and stepping over Fez and Embo to sit next to her girlfriend, who made room by the sofa.
‘You took forever,’ she said holding her hand.
‘I did? I wasn’t aware, I hope you don’t feel neglected.’