My lover; a simple and interesting man who is compassionate about his affair. He is such a handsome man with a pimple-filled brown face, and mesmerizing heavy lidded black eyes like those of a hunter. A man that always wears a smile on his full lips, which reveals his one-sided dimples, and it is obviously equal to a relaxed and smart person. He is on a black-dyed dread that he always styles in different ways weekly. His beards and sideburns are always neatly trimmed. He is slim and tall and walks stylishly in an erect posture. He dresses smartly on whatever clothing he decides to put on.
My lover is a sweet talker and a very good listener, he is funny, understanding and caring. I call him “Shuga’’. Humble to the core, very playful and entertaining, there is never a dull moment with him. He is my snbb meaning skinny nigga big balls, if you understand *winks*. His appearance suits my taste and he is super cool.
Shuga came to my house the previous day after work, we made dinner and talked about some of my issues, his responses made me feel good, I was so glad I had a man that could relieve the stress and pressure I was feeling. After dinner, I saw him off.
Then, I went to the mini-market across my house to get some toiletries and soft drinks. On my way back, I heard a voice from a car parked at the front of my building. For a moment, I wanted to ignore but the voice was persistent and that made me walk towards the car.
The guy at the passenger side in front of the white car, stretched his hands saying, ‘hi, you look beautiful and we wanted to talk to you’
I shook him, forcing a false smile replying his greeting with hi! And with a curious face I asked, ‘we?’
You are so pretty! I parked along the road to talk to you. That came from the guy on the sterling.
I stretched my hands to shake his hands and that was when I took a good look at his face. Omg! I was swayed by his beauty, he was beauty made flesh compared to his friend.
In my mind I hoped he was the one who wanted my number. We spoke for about 3 minutes, we exchanged names and the preliminaries. The cute one asked for my number, I gave it, he immediately dialled the number, when it rang, he shouted, more like screaming; that’s my ringtone; Mad over you by Runtown.
The smiles on his face was out of this world and it made me blush, well, he was fascinated. We bade each other goodnight and he rode off.
Next morning, I got a missed call from him, I woke up late, and it was a Saturday. I returned the call and we set a date by 4pm. At first he wanted a dinner date but I always have dinner with Shuga, I didn’t tell him that though. We then agreed to 4pm. We later chatted on Whatsapp for a short while.
11am that faithful morning, Khalel; a friend of mine, came to my house with his friend Ahmed. We headed to the movies. On the way, he got a call from Angela, his girlfriend. She said she needed to go to the market, so he drove towards her house without my consent, and pretended he totally forgot we had a date. I was a bit offended, but I know khalel, he is the kind of guy that puts his girlfriend first in every situation.
When we got to her house, I had to smile, I know her but I’ve never met her in person. As I sat on her bed, I had to call Fawatz. Told him to come to my rescue and in ten minutes he was at Sabon-gari rescuing me from the hands of Khalel, his friend and girlfriend.
‘Have you had lunch’? He asked
No! I haven’t.
I would take you to a very nice place where I eat native food.
That would be nice.
He has this baby soft, peaches and cream triangular fair face, with a small gentle brown eyes, a small pointed nose and an inviting pink thin pouting lips to fit. I observed from the rear side of my eyes. He also has this flair in his speech. He is a sweet talker just like my Shuga. His charisma! Woah! With his smallish body, I was thrilled; could be as a result of his oyinbo complexion. His grey hair is so cute, like the whites. Its long, it touches his eyes and the cool part is that it coils. He is beautiful.
We got to Poundoyam and Co at Lodge Road, and he said something about his friend meeting us for lunch, sort of asking for my permission. It was okay by me, after all the bill is on him.
I ordered for pounded yam, egusi soup and chicken. He ordered beans, reason been that he had eaten earlier before I called him to rescue my ass.
Bae, what drink do you want?
Yes, of course.
His friend came around, we all had lunch and I got Fawatz to take me to Gwarzo road to spend a little time with my friend. I wasn’t expecting him to because its 30 minutes’ drive but he did. We had two of his friend accompany us to Dharmie place. It was nice visiting her with a crowd of friends.
We got to his area before 7pm. He insisted he showed me his place and I told him some other time as I was running late for my Dinner date with Shuga.
We won’t waste time, we just breeze in and out and I drive you to your house.
I agreed to it.
We got into his house and it was welcoming! His cousin sister and brother with his friend. The house is a two room self-contain, well furnished with all you can think of. We introduced ourselves and spoke as though we’ve been friends for a long time.
Fawatz took me to his room, we hugged and I thanked him for a day well spent and verse versa. We looked into our eyes and there was no perfect time other than then to exchange kisses. They were gentle French kisses. His kisses tasted like wine, it was so soft, probably because of the softness of his body.
Bae, be my girlfriend, he asked me with a stern face.
I’m sorry, I can’t, I responded.
I am into you, I feel so happy and I am pretty sure I want you by my side.
Don’t you have a girlfriend?
I don’t, the same thing his friends kept saying in the car. How he had broken up with his ex and how he has been so committed to his work since then.
Please say yes.
He kissed me and I kissed him back.
You not leaving here, if you don’t say yes to be my girl, Bae.
I thought about Shuga and I can’t bring myself to hurt him. But Fawatz was a sweet guy also and I enjoyed his presence and I was glad we had to visit Dharmie at Gwarzo.
He placed another kiss on my lips searching for yes as an answer.
I enjoyed every bit of the kiss and I didn’t want it to end.
To be Cont’d