She debated that idea while she waited for the water to boil. No she couldn't bring herself to believe that. Tebogo knew she wouldn't do that. They came from two different worlds. He lived in New York, she lived in South Africa and none was willing to change their lives. Her life was here and so was her family. She didn't want to live in New York, not for any millions in the world.
The water boiled and she made her coffee. So why had he left if it had nothing to do with her sexually. The smell of coffee filled her nose and cleared her mind. His departure had nothing to do with her. Tebogo had left because he wanted to leave. He was a Motsepe, they did what ever they what to do with no thought for the next person. Last night he hadn't wanted to be alone so he had came to her. Then things had gotten out of hand. She wouldn't let him drink in peace and he hadn't been in the mood to talk so they had danced. Huge mistake, the attraction between them had shot through the roof and they had ended up doing something neither of them had planned. To make matters worse, she hadn't found out anything about him and his family that might help with the custody case. Mandisa sipped her coffee the wonderful satisfied feeling she had woken up with gone. She didn't necessary feel miserable but she didn't feel good either. She was numb and the question was what to do now. Her best option was to pretend like nothing had happened. If Tebogo could just up and leave as if nothing had happened between them then she could do the same. Last night they had lost their minds but today was a new day and the truth was that there was much at stake than her silly heart which at that moment was threatening to break at the thought of acting like nothing had happened.
Her nephew's life depended on her. She needed to stop the Motsepes from taking him away from his mother.
Tebogo had no feelings for her. Not once did he tell her differently.
Mandisa finished her coffee and rinsed the cup in the sink. She had thought she was wiser than most girls and would never fall for a man who was evidently bad for her. She hadn't dated until she was eighteen and even then she had kept men at arm's length. Why or how she had allowed Tebogo to get so close to her, she didn't know and it didn't matter. It was all done. She wasn't going to beat herself about it. Why should she when there were more deserving suspects.