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Chapter twenty two

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Korede

Ewatomi. My beautiful Ewatomi, what was she doing here? Now? I moved on a long time ago and I presence wasn't exactly what I was expecting at this period in my life.

I dropped my fork immediately and left Anjola with the food. I was feeling a lot of emotions at that moment; Anger, surprise, happiness and even a little bit of hatred.

I checked my hair in the mirror to make sure it was well combed before pressing the accept button. My jaw dropped immediately I saw her smiling face. She was stunning.

She looked much more matured and even prettier than ever in her black outfit. Her face was more defined now and her lips were fuller and they looked heavenly in her dark brown lipstick. Even the way she stood showed that she embodied class and confidence. I couldn't help but stare, she took my breath away and the room suddenly became smaller, that little hate also vanished that minute.

"Babyyy." She greeted me with a hug and a huge smile after our awkward silence. As she drew close to me, her perfume filled my nostrils and it completely made my senses null and void. "Are you going to stand there all day or usher me in darling?" she said with a smile. Oh that dang smile, it sent me reeling to space.

"Em... but of cause Ewa, come in." How did you find this place? Why are you back now? Why the fuck did you come looking for me? I wanted to blurt out all at the same time but I took a chill pill and followed her into the apartment.

What the fuck, even the way she walked changed. Ewa was always tomboyish but now it looked she suddenly transformed into this slay mama. Her name did say it all, beauty. She was beautiful.

I studied the way her ass moved behind her. This girl fucking changed so much. The memories we made started flooding back, the red sea.

She looked around the pent house as she took a seat. She crossed her legs immediately in such a graceful, delightful and delicious way, it just made you want to launch at her. Every single move she did, every art of her body completely mesmerized me.

"Darling, it's very rude to stare actually." Her voice suddenly became music to my ears. I didn't like what she was doing to me so I decided to make conversation quickly. She quicker I asked what her deal was, the sooner she leaves my house. Well I want her to exit all the way to my room and maybe we can try a 69. Jeez, she was unleashing the fuckboy demon in me.

"I wasn't staring." She spreads her flawless lips again, exposing her pearly whites as if to say 'Yeah right.' "So what brings you here, when did you get back from the states?" I quickly add before she could say something again.

I noticed her looking around my apartment and I couldn't decipher what was going on in her mind through her facial expressions.

She probably lives in a mansion already and here I was, living in a stupid apartment. I consoled myself with the fact that my apartment was more expensive than some people's twenty five year salary.

"I got back about two weeks ago; I had a lot on my plate so I had to push socializing to later. And I know you're wondering so I'll help you out, I got your address from mummy." She said and she smiled again. She was always close friends with my mum; she loved her before she left. Before she left me.

"Oh, you saw my mum already." She nodded and my mind wandered to what must've gone down in that meeting. Knowing my mum and probably every Yoruba mother alive, she had already started planning the wedding.

"Yes but I really don't have time to stay and chat cause-"

"We have nothing to talk about." I quickly said. I was being defensive now which was totally unlike me. I needed her out of here right now. She caught me by surprise and it was obvious she knew that I was affected by her presence.

I mean who just shows up after five years at the house of a man your last encounter with was on the bed?

She didn't even say goodbye...

"David, of course we do." She always called me my middle name. She stood up, her heel made a low sound against the marble floor as she walked to where I was sitting, as sat beside me.

"We were just teenagers then, we both moved on." I said without looking at her. Her eyes were so prominent, like she was seeing right through you. And then I remembered Anjola. Shit Anjola.

"Are you sure though?" She said seductively as she moved closer, leaving only a little space between us. Her lips looked full and God damn delicious as she licked them seductively. Fuck. She knew how much I get turned on when girls played with their lips.

My jeans suddenly became tighter.

I could feel her breath fanning my face; she was waiting for me to make the first move. When I didn't, she moved again, leaving zero space between us then her lips dilated. I kept my eyes fixated on her mouth the whole time because she looked like a mesmerizing with. Me the omo jeje, I cannot come and allow one sister turn me to stone.

She looked at me as if she wanted to ask for permission. God knows I was ready to pounce on her at the moment but something held me back so I carefully got up and moved to the far end of the seat. I had only two couches. A long black one that formed an L and the other single one she was sitting on.

"We'll have time to talk more later." She handed me a golden envelope with white ribbons.

"Oh you're getting married?" I asked sarcastically. She rolled her eyes as she closed her Black Hand bag.

"It's a cocktail party to celebrate my arrival; daddy's throwing it for me." Her face completely lit up as she talked about the party. Ewatomi was always the queen of turn ups and it's obvious she hasn't changed. "And don't show face in jeans abeg, Na black tie event."

"Oh" I said, completely disinterested.

"Guy you should trust me. Nobi today now, we'll ditch the boring stuff and turn up at sky pavilion later in the night." She picked her bag up and gave me a smile before standing up.

"Korede has your visitor gone?" Anjola asked. I really tried hard to get Tomi out before Anjola got worried, I didn't want them meeting. She was wearing a short Ankara bubu and her natural hair was pulled up to a bun. She looked so innocent and cute.

"Em... korede, tell the maid not to interrupt next time when you're busy." Ewatomi whispered into my ear before pressing the elevator button. She stepped in and the doors closed behind her. I pressed the lock button before turning back to meet a curious looking Anjola.

"Who's she." She asked as she jumped on the couch. Her Nike slides made her movements so noisy.

"Better goan buy new slides, I can hear you coming from Jupiter." She laughed and I used the opportunity to sling my arms around her shoulders. She stiffened a little but after some seconds, her body relaxed again.

"Oya now who's she?" She whined. It was typical of girls; they are always worried about the stupidest of things.

"Just an old friend." She nodded and I was glad she didn't ask me about why she was here and all that crap. I don't give explanations to anybody and that wasn't about to change.

Anjola

Korede slung his arm over me and I couldn't help but freeze. Was I doing something wrong? Oh God help me. I had the right to be happy right?

Shut up you idiot, My subconscious mocked me. Have you forgotten what you did? I didn't forget what happened at stone that night. But I had the right to move on. It was all in the past, it was a month already and every day I dreaded that bastard; Tobi saying something but he probably forgot and I could get ahead with my life so I relaxed my body.

Everything was falling in place. Thanks to Korede, I would be graduating this year; with my job at the supposed hotel I could complete my final project. Then by September which is only in two months, I could start looking for a job.

Aaaand korede said he liked you

Shut up Anjola in my head.

I couldn't deny the fact that I was happy. This past month, I tried to hide it. We avoided each other through out but there were just those moments that one couldn't overlook and I knew I was starting to fall for him.

"Me I'm tired of this movie abeg." I didn't even know why we were watching African Magic; the belly of the pregnant woman looked square.

"Me sef, let's do something more interesting." He muted the TV and in one swift move, I was under him on the couch.

He lifted my chin up so I could look at him and I complied. "Damn Anjola, I might not be able to control myself." He said as he kissed my neck slowly.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as he traced my jaw line with his lips. He rested on the elbow so he doesn't crush and slowly but surely, his lips finally found mine. He tugged at my lips gently and I opened, granting me entrance. "Fuck." His moan came out low and deep, triggering a moan from me.

His hands started snaking its way up my bubu and I was suddenly cut from my pleasure hazed world.

"Shit Anjola what's this." He moved away with a terrified look on his face. And then, I saw the red stain on his fingers. The whole make out session prevented me from noticing I was getting wet. Well I knew I was. I thought it was yunno, the other type of wet.

Shit, my period wasn't due for two days now.

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