Nosa will date any man for the right price. Find out why.
Ivy, of all people, visits me two days later.
At first, I want to speak to her through the closed door, and send her away but another part of me, the side I hate, which makes me do stupid things like fall in love with Femi, jerks open the door.
“What do you want?”
I don’t have to mince words. I’m not ashamed around her. We have done things together and she is the one who took me round Lagos when I first arrived. I have nothing to hide from her and she cannot lay any claims on me deserting her. I really don’t know what she wants now.
I squeeze my nose. “About?”
“You and Femi.”
“I have nothing to discuss with you about Femi or anyone else.”
“He said you called off the relationship.”
“And so? Are you an advocate of true love now?”
“He’s a good man, Nosa. If you lose that guy—”
“You will take him? Yes, you can have him.”
She smirks. “That’s not what I wanted to say.” She sighs. “If you lose him, you will live to regret it.”
I slam the door in her face. “Nonsense. Suddenly, you think you have a right to advise. Physician heal yourself!”
I spent the week working on my relationship with Luke. Two dates and two nights together, no distractions. Subtly but surely, my penetration is progressing. It’s been a week now since things changed with me. He still thinks I’m a side chick, but I have nothing to worry about. It’s a matter of time.
Mabel has sent a message about the uniform, so I’m going to pick it up, and then give my tailor. She’s grateful to me about the information I shared. Strange, but I like the idea. It’s another entry point. Though I hope she doesn’t discuss me with any of the members of the family. They will know me soon.
At the fabric store, guess who is visiting? Mrs. Fiona Chase. My heart skips a beat, and for a moment, I want to turn back. But Mabel is not in. So I walk the isle with my rival. She doesn’t know me. Yet.
A young man, teenager actually, who has the splitting image of his father, Luke Chase, is with her. Hmm. Children sometimes are a good avenue as well. I need to talk to Luke about his son.
Find out his name.
I walk around the two people I am currently stalking. The boy seem not to be happy about this outing. He’s on his phone.
I place myself in his path, and boom, he bumps into me. I squelch, not too loud but enough.
His phone drops, and he bends to pick it.
“Wow, look where you’re going.”
He steps back but doesn’t apologize. Such arrogance. He’s a very handsome boy too. Like his father.
He grunts. “Yes, Mum.”
I call out to him. “You can’t apologize?”
He turns for a brief moment at me. “I didn’t bump into you. You bumped into me.” He disappears, leaving me outsmarted.
Rude, arrogant, confident, handsome. This is enough ingredient to work with.
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