I stayed seated on the leather couch, fidgeting and also anticipating what he would say about what I just told him, while doing this I also tried hard not to salivate at the sweet aroma coming into the sitting room from the kitchen, damn, his fiancee was some good cook. I don't know what she was preparing, but all I know is that I want some of it.

"So, you regret having sex with him, is that it?" I jerked back to life at his calm voice, I turned to look at him, and he was watching me with that cool collected gaze of his. This man ehen, you won't know what is going on in his mind.

I thought about what he just said. There was that word again, regret. Thinking about it regret is something I never thought of, "No, I don't."

"You don't?" He asked in a quite bewildered tone. He looked at my face as though he was trying to figure me out, "You have this look of regret on your face, and you say you don't regret it."

"I don't regret having sex with him," I said in a more convincing voice. It was the truth, I don't regret it, not in any way. "What I do regret is that he isn't mine and will never be." That was the issue. That was what hurt and makes this very annoying. "I regret the fact that I expected more when I already know he was just like every other guy out there, it just hurts that he could discard it so carelessly, something that felt so special for me."

"Now that's deep." He signed, relaxing more on the couch. I turned my body towards him, eager to know what he had to say about the whole issue. "And you're sure this guy really has a girlfriend?"

"Yes, he does," I said, remembering the day I had seen her on his laps and how he completely forgot I existed at her call.

"This is actually confusing. As you have described him, he doesn't sound like the type of guy who just wants to have your body for the fun of it." He sounded really confused as he said this, well, that I was how I felt every time concerning this dude.

"Oh, believe me, he is." I said with bitterness as that feeling of hurt washed through me again.

"Did he confirm it to you that he has a girlfriend?" He asked again, getting me gradually pissed, like I don't need this, I just want him to not talk.

"Well, it is clearly confirmed. it's obvious that only a fool wouldn't realize that she's his girlfriend. And he loves her a lot, a great lot."

"10am," he called sternly with a similarly stern look on his face. "So, you've been having sleepless nights, giving yourself unnecessary heartaches, all because of a stupid assumption. I taught you to be smarter than this. What happened?"

"It's not just a stupid assumption. it's the truth!" I yelled, damn, I'm forgetting the fact that I wasn't talking to my brother. "Why do you sound like you're taking his side, I'm the one who needs your support here."

"I'm on your side, Mary. I'm just trying to get a clear picture here." He said still in that calm voice of his, like he never gets angry. How does he do it? "I understand you're hurt, you feel trampled upon and all that, but I'm a guy also, and I know no guy would act or say what this guy says all for the sake of getting into a girl's pants. We prefer to just throw in the cheesy. I love you, and it's done. But him saying you make him feel like he's complete sounds deeper and more intimate. it's like he's admitting a disability or something. And trust me, no guy would ever do that to a girl they don't feel anything for. Our egos are too big for that."

I reasoned what he said and it actually made sense, have always thought that his choice of words were quite different, but we all know that guys evolve everyday, creating new ways to go about their games. "But, he looked so different with that girl, and he sounded so happy when talking to her on the phone. He said he loved her."

"It is either there is a misunderstanding somewhere, or your guy just doesn't love his girl as you think because I'm damn sure the guy you just talked about ain't playing you. " He said in a reassuring tone, he touched my hands that were sitting on my thighs and squeezed them lightly, "that seems to be what is bothering you, you don't like the idea of him playing you, or you been someone's toy. Well, at least that is better than you crying because you regret the whole deal with him because I don't know how I'm going to deal with you crying over spilled milk."

I listened to him without really paying attention to him, my mind was filled up with everything he just said, I couldn't bring myself to believe that this wasn't all a game to Ademide, but then I remember what he said this morning.

"When you are ready to let me know what exactly is wrong and ready to work out whatever this thing between us is, you know where to find me."

Working out what was between us sounded like something a guy who wasn't just playing a game would say, but I'm still hella confused. Who was that girl? And who was the girl that called him?

"Come on Mary, you need to stop thinking about this, if he turns out to be just a stupid player like you think then you'd have to let it go, there's nothing you can do. And if you want, I can beat him up for you or not?" He said with a sheepish smile, I smiled back at him at this. This was the reason why I liked him so much. He was like the father I lost. "But I'm sure the guy wasn't just playing a game, like what's with the obsession with your face, I've seen this face since you were little and there's nothing special about it, its either your Adonis is blind, or he's too in love with you to realize this."

"What!" I yelled into his face that was now filled with laughter, "I have the most pretty face in this world!"

"Or so your Adonis thinks." He laughed again, making me pucker my lips in anger, actually playful anger.

"Seun will you just stop teasing her already," Aunt Funmi his fiancee said as she came into the sitting room. She turned to me with that smile that she hadn't failed to award me with ever since I saw her, "You at least know you're gorgeous, Seun is just blind."

"Then I guess him getting you for a fiancee was just pure luck." I said, smiling at her face, damn the lady was pretty.

*****

I lazily dragged myself into the house as I got home. My stomach was so full from the sumptuous meal I ate at Uncle Seun's house, Like I presumed, his fiancee is a great cook. I first went into the kitchen to see if Samuel left any sort of dirty plates in the zinc, but surprisingly, it was neat. I walked into the sitting room with a smile to see Samuel on the couch looking at his phone.

"Where have you been?" He asked immediately he caught sight of me.

"So you're my guardian now?" I retorted in annoyance, backing it up with a hiss. I walked up to him and sat beside him. Peering into his phone, I asked, "What are you doing?"

"Water," he deadpanned, glaring at me.

I awarded him with a knock on that stupid head of his, "You keep forgetting I'm older than you."

He gave me a death glare as he rubbed his head, I looked to his bushy hair. If you ask him now, he will it is Afro, rubbish. He soon ignored me and focused on his phone again, I moved closer to him and peered into his phone, don't blame me, I'm bored, and my phone will soon be dead. I saw that he was trying to edit a video. He stopped what he was doing and glared at me.

"What do you want?" He asked with anger.

"Just mind your business!" I yelled, which was actually an irony since I was in his business.

"Well, you're in my business!" He yelled back.

"Then let's both mind your business!" I also yelled.

"Little witch," he muttered with a hiss before going back to what he was doing. I ignored him since I had no strength whatsoever to argue with him again.

I watched what he was doing with bored attention. My interest was soon picked when I saw the person in the video he was editing. It was a video of him and a girl making out, like ew, but the interesting part was that the girl he was making out with was the girl I saw sitting on Ademide's laps, the one that called him the other day. Anger flared in me as I realized what Samuel was doing.

"Why the hell are you kissing Ademide's girlfriend?" I asked, yelling with profound anger, I waged my little finger in front of him, showing my distaste."You claim that he is your mentor, then how could you do this to him?"

Samuel stopped what he was doing and looked at me like a bolt was missing from my brain, "Calm your nonexistent balls down!" He yelled.

My nostrils flared as I tried to contain my anger, the nerve of this guy, I might actually be angry at Ademide, but I won't let him be cheated on, especially by my brother. But he did cheat on the girl with me also. Maybe I should just shut up.

"This girl here is Temi," he said pointing to the girl on the screen of his phone, "and she's my girlfriend, and how the hell can she be Ade's girlfriend when she's his sister? And moreover who the fuck told you Ade has a girlfriend?"

"What!"

That's it, now we know.
Mary should be calming down oo.
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© Mary Aden.