Tales By Chi

"See sweetheart, I am telling you the honest truth," I swore as I unwrapped the soiled diaper from my girl's bum bum. The thick aroma of poo rented the air and I squeezed my face. She giggled and I smiled. "You think this is funny?" I asked and she smiled. Almost like she could understand me. At the corner, Naza was busy with her plate of rice and my punishment for not visiting my kids for a long time was changing the diaper.

"I think this one has urinated too," she gobbled with the food stashed in her mouth.

"Eat slowly, I am not going to beg you," I said and she rolled her eyeballs at me. "Besides, can't you help me out. Just change the wet pampers because I am still busy."

"I am busy too," she said.

"Busy doing what?"

"Eating," she answered in a snap. I swallowed hard and continued in my duty as a father. I needed Naza to retract her break up statement so I was ready to even breastfeed the babies if it ever got to that.

"Well, as I was saying. James was the one in the car. He only took my cap," I explained. She merely shrugged and continued tearing her meat apart with her nice dentition. "And you know I don't chase ugly girls. I have no business with them."

"Freda is ugly," she murmured and took a clean Chinaza from me, replacing her with a wet, gibberish muttering Chinecherem.

"No she is not ugly," I defended. "You are just a few inches more beautiful than her."

"I am a million meters more beautiful than her," she argued. I couldn't argue further. I was supposed to protect her interest above all and I think that was the trap she intended roping me into. Maybe she wanted to explore the depth of my love for her.

"Yes you are," I said.

"I know. So who was that girl with James in the car?" she asked.

"I don't know, never even saw her."

"What if your mum had seen him there and he was even heading for a restaurant sef."

"My mum don't go out on Sundays. And besides, what were you doing when you saw him?" I asked with a furrow to my forehead. She blinked hard and I knew she was trying to come up with a lie. I had seen that look many times before.

"Eh?" she asked.

"Eh!" I replied.

"Ehen, I went out," she blurted out. I twitched my mouth and puffed.

"With who? To where?"

"None of your business. Don't ask me," she replied, moving her face away from my searching eyes and stealing glances.

"It is my fvcking business," I said as my voice peaked slowly. I was vexed, imagining another guy on my Chinaza.

"As what naa?" she asked with a hiss.

"Your unofficial husband."

She smiled and turned to me. "It was that guy from long ago."

"The fluffy beards?" I asked and she nodded. I bit my lips and lifted my son to my laps, trying to send him straight to sleep. A futile effort. She saw the look in my face and for unknown reasons she mellowed.

"He has been disturbing me for a long time and I went to see him so he can let me be," she explained, her hands on my laps. "I even took Chinecherem along," she added, rubbing the boys head. My face lit and I fell on the bed with roaring laughter. I couldn't imagine a chic as tight as Chinaza showing up to a date with a crying baby in her hand. Even if I was the father, I would be so pissed.

"What did he say?" I asked, trying to stifle the laughter.

"He asked if the baby was mine and I said no," she replied with a smile at the corner of her face. "I told him it was my boyfriend's baby."

I thought it was cute of her. She had that bright smile on her face, the one that often told me how high her love for me at a moment is and I kid you not, I love her too, very much maybe much more than she actually loves me but then, there were beautiful girls all around and I love them too.

I held her hand and held her eyes with mine. She squeezed my hands and smiled.

"You know I love you very much?" I asked and she nodded. "You know a lot of other guys love and want you too?"

"Yes," she answered.

"But I need you more. They want you and I need you. See the difference, want and need," I said, emphasizing the difference with gesticulation of my hands. "Don't mind where I am today. They are rich and I may be broke but I will be rich tomorrow, I swear to you and I will buy you the whole of Dubai because you deserve it." She smiled and I smiled too.

"I deserve more than Dubai for staying with someone like you. It's not easy at all."

"I know but we will start from Dubai first," I said. She nodded and winked at me. "Just one more thing."

"What?" she asked.

"Stop threatening to leave me. I don't like it," I said.

"Stop chasing other girls."

"I stopped many years ago, I don't even look at any other girls except you, my mother, my sisters and my female lecturers," I said and she laughed hard.

"You are a bloody liar," she said amidst the laughter. "But I love you still and I can't cheat on you because I am too beautiful for that." I scoffed and she hit my arm. "Shut up. I am very beautiful and I am okay with just one stupid playboy messing me up. I don't want another one," she said. I kissed her cheek and she pushed me away.

"I love you baby," I bassed and she responded with an I love you too.

"Let's consummate our love for each other," I said and she threw me a gaze ladened confusion.

"How?" she asked.

"It's been a long time we really got to know each other," I stammered, lacking the proper words to convey my message.

"How, stop talking to me like you are still wooing me," she said.

"I mean it's been long we go on each other. Make love?" I eventually said, tying the words up like some computer command prompt.

"Gerrout motherfvcker," she said with a giggle, shoving me away with a push to the chest.

"Come closer bïtch," I said. She laughed and drew closer, all prepped for a foreplay with her beautiful fair boobs shooting above the edge of her bra. I let her fall into my arms and latched her lips shut with my mouth.

"The babies, they are watching," she said with a mouthful of kisses. I slipped my fingers into her bra and pulled out her hard boobs, I wanted all of her at that instance. It had been a long time we really had each other like we used to.

"Let them watch. If they get curious, they can try it with each other, after all they are male and female for a reason," I said.

"You are crazy," she giggled and bit my lips, tearing my shirt away from my body. 

I had practically beaten my mom out of her car and made an enemy out of Willie and bros for it. They had banked on cruising the car that day and somehow, I snatched it up under their nose. I had that privilege as the baby of the house and to my mom, it was my interest before others.

I looked good and smelled good for my reunion with the Ebonyi chic that had robbed my heart the moment I set my eyes on her. James sister. Willie was angry but not too angry to lend me his eyeshade and bros was benevolent enough to let me have his Russian leader shoes and original Gucci face cap. The street was a bit free as I rode through them. Students had vacated and lodges were dry so I had the privilege of pulling a James Bond through the street, screeching the tires as I liked. I made my stop at what used to be my lodge and alighted like a king.

The side mirrors assured me that I still had my good looks on and then I swagged into the hostel, straight to James door.

I pulled at the handle and it was locked. I gave a gentle rap and the door flew open on the fifth tap. She stood behind it. Still her curvy self and her skin shinning in the low lit room. She had this singlet on and a bumshot that exposed her meaty laps. Chinemelum was one beautiful girl, too beautiful to be James's sister.

She flung herself at me and crushed her body on mine. She was soft and warm. Her body radiated enough sauce and held onto her like it was our last hug. She pulled away eventually and I sized her up. She looked way better than she did the last time and she did look good that last time.

"Sweetheart," I called slowly and she smiled a shy smile. Moving closer to embrace me again. When a young girl, a learner falls in love. It eats up everything in them so much that their lovers end up looking like their guardian angel to them. She seemed like she couldn't get enough of me and for the first 3 minutes, we stood at the door, making up for the times she had missed me. We fell into the room and she shut the door behind us.

"Where's James?" I asked, sitting on the bed and looking up at her.

"He went out."

"You are alone?" I asked and she nodded. "Are you not scared?"

"He said he will be back soon," she replied. I nodded and moved my eyes from her to the television and back. She had that look fixed on me. I smiled at her and pulled her closer.

"Come," I said and she obeyed, crashing into my waiting arms. Our lips met and our tongues clicked. She hadn't forgotten what I thought her and she was good with it. My fingers ran through her body as she clung onto me, her eyes closed and her chest burning against mine. I moved my hand into her bra and rocked her nipples with my fingers, tuning them on and off as she let out light moans. Then the door handle clicked and we disengaged. I struggled frantically to put my dick back to its former place which was quite an uphill task. I did manage to restore a bit of sanity to my posture tho. Emelum got the door, she had no sign on her that would give her away except maybe her dripping pussy but then,I doubt if the intruder would want to go that far to find out.

It was James and when he came in, he had that look in his eyes that showed he had a clue as to what a niggar was up to. No matter the girl, it was always this same activity between me and them, except the girl is my mother or blood sister.

"Badoo," He yelled, coming at me with his hand stretched full length. I took it and we shook vigorously. It's been a long while and the boy was all meaty and fresh, dividends of the vacation.

"Shebi you have seen him naa, you can now die in peace," he said, turning to Chinemelum. The look on her face was the type you would find on an innocent, shy, little bride. I turned to James with a smile at the corner of my face.

"Yes, she have been singing out your name for a very long time," he said to me.

"She should. I doubt if there are guys like me in your village."

"You dey craze," he said.

"Baby shey there is none like me over there," I asked and she nodded shyly. I winked at James, he hissed.

"Ehe, guy. Shebi na you carry that car come?" he asked, drawing closer to me. I nodded with a frown on my face. I had an inkling of what he was going to ask for.

"I have this girl I need to meet. Omo she thick gan," he started with his fool boy smile.

"So?"

"She is classy too," he added.

"And so?"

"You know it's not proper for me to be walking the street with that kind of ride. We should be in a ride," he said and kept his smile. "You understand naa."

"I don't understand," I replied. "Do you need me to accompany you to where you want to buy the ride?"

He countenance changed. I saw myself being kicked out of the room before I even had the chance to get a shot of Emelum. I had to give in. He knew a thing or two about driving and my mom's car was real easy to navigate plus I needed privacy with Emelum.

"See guy. You can kiss her but don't fvck her," he whispered to me as we stood outside. He was on his way out and Chinemelum was in the room.

"Don't worry. You are like a brother to me. Chinemelum is your sister so she is like a sister to me as well," I said with the best amount of seriousness my face could gather.

"You know I wouldn't fvck your sister behind you," he said.

"Yes, She is not your age mate."

"Even if she was my age mate. I will only finger her but I won't fvck her."

"So I can finger her?" I asked with a wide grin.

"Errrm, maybe," he said and then shook his head. "Mba. Don't finger. I have not fingered your sister yet and from there you may be tempted to use the other one. She might even be begging for it."

"Is it not turn by turn. I do your sister, you do mine," I said. He gave me one last look and smiled. We shook hands and he turned to leave. "Ehe, take care of that car like it is your mother."

"Sure thing," he said and left. I walked back into the room wondering why he would keep a sexy piece of fish with a mother rat and expect it to remain untouched. He came back for my Gucci cap. He looked nice with it on so I let him have it plus I doubted the possibility of banging a girl with my cap on, Gucci or not.

She had me on a platter of diamond as I let her toy with every part of me. She was all jittery, almost like she had never seen something like me. She was a bit naive and wanted every part of me in an instant, just like I was going to disappear in a matter of seconds.

"Are you hungry?" she asked as my stomach made rumbling noise, amidst the kisses.

"No. I think it's butterflies in my stomach. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen and that's why my stomach is making noise," I answered and pulled her closer. She smiled and tore away at my buttons. My stomach came again with its noise.

"Let me bring food for you," she offered, not waiting to hear my protests that it was the butterflies.

She cooked rice. I knew it was her because it tasted different from James's usual concoction. A sexy, beautiful girl that could cook good was a treasure mine but the whole thing wouldn't be a proper sauce if she was virgin and it turned out she still was.

"You are still a virgin?" I asked as she gave me that timid look they always give. I hated those kind of situations where after you have gotten bigger than you normally were then you end up finding out that the hole was still on factory mode.

"I want to do it," she whispered, staring up at me with those eyes that could melt the devils eyes. It didn't seduce me rather it deepend my resolve not to mess with such innocence especially when the girl is James's sister.

"Wait until you get admitted, then you will be a big girl," I said, caressing the tiny hairs above her clit.

"What if I don't get admitted?" she asked with half closed eyes and moaning to my touches. I kissed her lips shut and pinched her sweating clit a bit. She wrung her hand around my neck and begged me to make the hole wider.

"I will just use my fingers," I said, she nodded and then I did an explosive handwork on her. One that endeared me more to her and she confessed no one has ever done that to her. She was beautiful and shiny and for once, I was tempted to perform a thorough head job on her but then, I was scared the blood would leak and spill on my face. I hated blood even mine.

We sang songs to each other as we cuddled after the handy affair.  She was addicted to me and it was easy to understand why. I had really gifted fingers according to Naza's many testimonies. Chinemelum was now saying the same thing. She was hot and I was scared that those my horny ex logde mates would eat the fruit that I have been saving for the rainy day.

"Shebi you know how much I love you?" I asked and she smiled.

"How much?" she asked.

"This big," I said, stretching my hands wide. "Bigger than St Peter Basilica."

She giggled and pecked me.

"I love you too."

"Good. Don't let any other guy come closer. This is exclusively mine," I said, lifting her chin with my finger to kiss her mighty pink lips.

James got home a little before five, disrupting our moment of pure love. The moment each of our hands were on decent spots and our hormones were spiked by the rush of true love and nothing else.

"Your momsy car sabi run shaa," he said, falling beside us on the bed, reeking of the finest breed of alcohol.

"How was the parole?" I asked, shifting to a holier position with Emelum.

"The girl tight shaa but there is not enough space in your mother's car for a cowgirl."

I jumped from the bed and beat him up.
"Guy, did you fvck a girl in my mom's car?"

He looked up to me and grinned. "Guy forget it. Nothing happened."

The day ended and I had to leave by 6pm. Chinemelum stacked up loads of kisses for me in a duffel bag and sent me home with it. I drove into the hood few minutes to 7pm and as I sped through the road with my headlights all over the place, Chinaza's call came in and I had to make a stop at their gate. She came out for me.

"I just wanted to be sure it was you that I saw today," she said, frisking me with her eyes and the car too.

"Saw me where?" I asked.

"Don't worry. I just needed to be sure," she said and walked back inside, leaving me with my mouth wide open.

I called her later in the night. It had been long I called and somehow, my hand pounded furiously at what she was going to say.

"Well shaa, I didn't look twice. I saw your mother's car speed pass that junction and you had that particular cap on your head. You were with a girl. Chinecherem stop denying the truth," she had argued while we were on the phone.

"I swear it wasn't me," I defended, getting angry that James and his girl's episode was about to mess my little family up.

"The girl wasn't even beautiful sef. You don't have taste, I am telling you," she laughed. She was right to an extent. James lacked a bit of taste with the girls he rolled with. He loved them bootylicious and that was all. Whatever face was alright.

"Naza it wasn't me, when will you ever stop calling me a liar. Why can't you just trust me?" I asked.

"Who was in your mother's car then?"

"I will explain later," I said as my mom came into the room to check who was disturbing the peace of the house.

"Good for you. Keep the explanations to yourself. This stupid relationship is over," she said and dropped the call.

"Chinecherem if you won't sleep, stop disturbing those that wants to sleep," my mother scolded and I turned to those she was talking about. Willie and Bros all of a sudden was snoring away. They had been on the phone a while ago apologizing to their babes for making them trek throughout the day. They still held grudges against me for robbing them off the car.

"Mummy it's Chinaza naa. I'm just checking up on the twins."

"Oh. I hoped they are fine?" she asked. I nodded and dismissed her.

"Naza what did you just say?" I asked her after I had called back.

"I said I am done with you. The only thing between us is these babies. Just go and run after all the girls that you want."

She dropped the call again as I rubbed my eyes to wake up from my slumber.

"Bros, did your hear what Naza said now?" I asked, turning to Bros who was back on the phone.

"Thunder fire you," he said. Apparently, he was still angry about the car. 

The next days that followed were followed by constant calls from Freda to my phone. She wanted to be my date for the period we were at home. I liked her, not like I did in the past but I thought she'd be handy once in a while. She loved me still and told me all she needed was my attention and nothing more. I was OK with the arrangement only that she called me each day like she needed more than my attention and it wasn't cool with me.

"I thought you had this guy you were always flaunting in my face back then?" I asked her the day we talked on the phone.

"I left him. He wasn't like you."

"And how am I?" I asked, dipping the baby bottle into Chinaza's mouth. I left her and the bottle and turned to my phone.

"Spoilt," she said slowly and I bit my lips. Chinaza gurgled and sucked at her feeding bottle. I rubbed her belly.

"You want a spoilt guy?" I asked.

"Not exactly but the guy was too churchy. I think he confesses to the priest each time we make love."

"Hahaha, how do you know that?"

"Stop asking me that question joor, are you coming over?" she asked.

"No, I am with my daughter here," I replied.

"Where is that? I want to come over."

"I am at Naza's place. Talk to you later," I said. We dropped the call and I turned to my daughter on the bed. She had spilled her bottled tea all over her face and was giving me one of those cute giggles that makes her look like her mother.

"Don't you know how to feed a baby?" Chinaza called from the door, strapping Chinecherem to herself.

"I know how to feed a baby, we were just playing," I replied and tickled the baby on the bed. She cackled. "See?"
Naza smiled weakly and walked up to us on the bed. She dropped the boy on me and turned to the baby girl.

"All those Nollywood movies you watch are so much wasted on you," I muttered.

"How?" she asked turning to me with the baby in her hand.
"In a proper Nigerian film, you should give me a kiss when you walk into the room," I replied. She stared at me for a while like she was deciding what to do with me. Then in a twist, she came closer and latched a kiss on my lips. The first in months. My eyes widened.

"Come again please, I wasn't prepared for that one," I said. She came again, this time longer and when we separated, Freda stood at the door, looking like she just got out of a beauty pageant.

"What?" Chinaza asked, the quarrel all over her face. I was overly dumbstruck. Freda was crazy, that I knew but I never knew she had nerves too. My heart beat at the speed of light as I thought of the crazy things she could say at that moment.

"Hello Naza. I just came to see the babies. Chinecherem told me about them," she sang, still stuck to the doorway like she was waiting for an invitation to come in. I let out a fake smile as I scolded her with my eyes.

"Come in," I said with a fake boldness. She walked slowly towards us. She was beautiful as she came and Naza hated having someone like her around me, especially when it was Freda.

"Meet them, Chinecherem and Chinaza," I introduced, pointing from the boy to the girl.

"Can I carry them?" she asked, her eyes on Naza.

"Yes," she replied slowly, shifting uncomfortably.

"They are beautiful and they look like a combination of the both of you," She said as she rocked Chinaza to herself.

"Yes. They will grow up to be like their father," I said proudly.

"God forbid!" the two ladies snapped and looked at each other with
a bold smile. The tension eased and a conversation came up. Freda loved to talk and soon roped Naza in. I was the butt of every joke that ever came on and I pondered why Freda would want to be all chatty with Chinaza. Someone she hated.

"I have to bathe this one," Naza said after sometime, picking the baby girl from the bed.

"Can't he do it?" Freda asked, referring to me.

"This one, he will soak her in the bath water and forget her there," Naza said.

"You know that is not true," I defended.

"Don't worry, I know what you can do," Freda said. Naza laughed her way out of the room. We watched her go. Her fine figure swinging to the tune of an imaginary music. She was perfect, Chinaza. I shouldn't be running after any other girl but Freda was there and she obviously didn't come to see the babies.

"So why are you here?" I asked, turning to her.

"I am missing you and I couldn't wait for you to be through with the baby sitting."

"And you had to come here?" She nodded, opening her eyes wider at me. They were sexy eyes but we were in Chinaza's room and I shouldn't be thinking about it.

"So do you want to put me in trouble?" I asked.

"What trouble?"

"Chinaza and me. Do you want her to catch us?"

"Yes. She will leave you and then I will have you to myself. Besides the both of you have really tried. You have been together for years now and you even have children. You guys should break up jare so other people will have a taste of you."

I stared at her for long. She stole glances from me as she twisted the tip of her braid. I shook my head and bit my lips.

"If we were in my house right now, I would have sent you away," I declared. She giggled and I smiled. My baby boy giggled too. She turned to him and picked him up.

"Fine boy, cute like his father," She said and threw a look at me. I smiled and fell back on the bed.

"Look at me sweetheart. I am your stepmother," she declared and my laughter drowned the room.

Time ran and the sun traveled far to the west. My phone rang and James's number came up on the screen.

"Papa Ejima," he hailed as I picked.

"Mad man howfar?" I asked.

"Fine nigga. You just forget us naa."

"I no forget you guys. I am now a family man and my family comes first," I said and we laughed.

"No yawa naa. But I get one gist that will make you run down to my lodge now now, family man aside."

"Gist me naa."
"I dy my lodge with Chinemelum now now and only us dy here like this," he announced. My heart pounded.

"Your sister?" I asked.

"No, my mother," he hissed and the line went dead.

Bros came around. He is my mother's little brother's son. He is like 2 years older than Willie. That was a rough guess. Jidenna is his name but we out of respect addressed him as Bros Jide. Small talks going around had it that he thought Willie how to be a clown and a ladies guy. He too was a clown of his own.

As the stories went, it was in our little village that Willie was tutored. Back when Bros was sent to take care of my mother's mother, our grandmother. He took care of himself and the Chics instead. Then Willie went on holidays to the Village. He came back all baptized and became a new being in the game.

He told me tales about it. How Bros will tell him to change his playboy orientation. He told him how he needs to let those cheap girls be. There was no fun in running after them, they always had a "Yes" ready for your advances so there was no challenge in it and there was less fun.

"You have to make a deep chase mehn. When you do that and then she finally falls, bro girls like that who take time to fall when they eventually fall, they fall head over heels and then you have their remote control, their proper mumu button."
That was how Bros Jide always preaches. He would often say,

"If I wanted a cheap girl and cheap sex I would go to the brothel. It's not expensive and the girls are cleaner."
That was how he Godfathered Willie in the affairs of the skirts. So he was around the house and everywhere was as hot as can be.

He had a bit of cash and it was just us alone. I feasted long enough on his benevolence, always buying a thing or two for my baby and our babies and telling her they were exclusively paid for by me. We spent 15 minutes of each day in chemist shops either pricing condoms or postinor 2 and always came home singing and all drunk. He would notice the way his sister, Amarachi would stare at me and the way I replied the look, then he would ask.

"Come, are the two of you drinking from the forbidden stream?"
I would shake my head and ask him why I would want to drink from that waters with my own blood. "I don't know about you shaa but I would have not only drank from that stream but bathed in it with Ujunwa your sister if she was my agemate," he would say and we would stagger into my room to plan out for the next day, flushing used condoms into the toilet.

I wasn't up to 35% sure I was going to make heaven but if I had another brother very close to me and he was Bros. I would be 100% sure of going straight to hell. Even then, the ladies down there wouldn't be free from our torments, the fire notwithstanding.

We would turn and toss on my bed discussing into the night about nothing but the ladies. He kept teaching me new things I needed to know, like how to deny a girl that might take in for me in the later future. That guy was savage. He wasn't exactly sure as he says but he was guessing he might have fathered a couple of kids somewhere.

Willie came home a couple of days later and a playboy gang was formed in our house. For a while, a very long while, I seemed to forget about my twins and my very fine girlfriend. It wasn't my fault, just that Naza insisted on refusing me things as little as a French kiss and little sensational hugs here and there. I had bros and I had Willie and we had a lot of other girls to keep us busy. Girls who thought I was sexy and fun to be with. Little things that Naza would never agree to or would agree to once in a blue sun. She loves me no doubt but I am a guy and I loved hearing that once in a while.

The day came that the playboy inc of my family's chapter took a day out. Each to his chic. I hooked Freda up. It had been a while and I needed a break from all those times I kept awake to baby cries. I have been gone for a long while from them and their mother wasn't complaining neither were they. Freda had turned into a proper slay queen but she still felt a thing or two for me and I still loved the shape of her body. We formed the perfect couple while bros and Willie hooked two random girls I had never met before. They were cute like they loved their girls to be and they ate us up like smoked fish. Starting from the joint.

Bros was smiling all through. He had a couple of cash with him so we were good. The girls loved booze and that was what the guys loved. Drunk girls were bae except that Freda refused to get drunk. She was trying her best to reawaken what I thought was dead in her and me. The feelings that we had back then, when she could never go to bed without hearing my voice. Back when Willie would address her as my wife right before her and call her my third wife with her back turned. Yes, that feeling was great back then but I have no clue about now. In as much as Naza was being conservative with what she gave to me, I still loved her and would never want to hurt her that much.

"So you are a father now," she stated more than ask. I nodded slowly as the girl with Bros tried effortlessly to gain my attention with her eyes. The table was getting loaded with more drinks and Willie was busy ensuring that it was Heineken through out. He had high taste and it would be a pity if he ended up poor in life.

"Are you now going to marry her?" she asked.

"Marry who?" I asked without looking at her.
"The mother of your children," she said avoiding calling her name. She hated Naza to an extent. An understandable thing.

"Why are you asking me that now?" I asked, stuffing my bottle into my mouth and winking at Bros's girl.

"I want to know, girls who give birth before marriage have their market value cut in half."

"What about girls who abort?" I asked.

"I don't know."

Giggles passed around the boys and the girls sipped their drinks uneasily.

"Remember when you were eager to get pregnant for me?" I asked, trying to cover up the uneasiness that had enveloped our group.

"Remember what you promised me?" she asked.

"Yes, I said I will marry you."

"Where you lying then?" she asked.

"Joking," I muttered, sipping my bottle.

"What?" she asked in a snap.

"Lying and Joking, they are two different words with very different meanings."

"I hate you," she said and I smiled at her.

"I love you," I grinned.
"I love you too baby," she said and giggled. Bros got the table filled up with meat and we partied into the evening. 

And we went to church. The twins cuddled to my hand and Chinaza strapping all the baby kits, we went to church together, the first after a long while now. We had loved going to church together when we first started our love story but had stopped when we saw how much of a barrier it was to some certain things we loved doing at the church. Like for example, Naza loved committing to God entirely whenever she was at the church, a thing so impossible if I was around to distract her with stupid talks. I loved to ogle at the girls around. Chinaza knew that and would never let me have a moment peep at any cute chic. To her, my attention should be at the altar at all times but I do get bored looking at something that hardly changes. The altar is always the same design and it's always the same priest and the same method of worship but the chics around? Mehn, they are always coming in different shapes and sizes and designs too.

But today, we went together. I needed to help Naza hold the babies. She had disagreed with every reason why she should just put them to sleep and come to the church. After all, it was a 2 hours affair and she would soon be home to them. We sat together, side by side, like couples. I didn't complain. Naza was cute so I was cool with it. Everything worked out just fine, Naza held Chinecherem while I held Chinaza. She spent more time trying not to make him remember he would be needing a suck of the breast so I was able to sneak a look at different girls at a time. Most of them had their eyes on us. We were one hell of a cinema, prolly the youngest couple in the church at that moment.

Like I said, everything went just fine until the door was opened to latecomers, that was before the sermon took place. A lot of them latecomers flooded into the church. Then my eyes locked with this very pretty girl. She flashed me a pretty smile and I flashed her one back. I turned to ensure Naza wasn't aware of the mild eye romance happening between us. I turned and met her, face to face, eyeball to eyeball. She wasn't smiling and her teeth dug into her natural pink lips.

"Are you still talking with Freda?" she asked me. I shook my head rigorously.
"Why were you staring at each other then?" she asked me again. I shrugged.
"Nothing. Our eyes just met besides I haven't even seen in over a hundred years and I told you I don't like her name."
"You don't like her name or you don't like her?"
"I don't know again, let's not start arguing about a girl right here in the church. Besides, you are far better looking than she is so you have no need to be jealous or complain," I said and turned to face the altar. I wasn't lying.
"I am better looking than all of those girls you are always running after," she said. I turned to her with a smile at the corner of my face. She had one on hers too.
"Don't brag," I whispered. She struck my laps.
"Face the altar," she commanded. I did just that, with one of my eyes though. The other was on Freda and she had all her attention on me.

Freda wasn't just a girl I wanted a mere fling with, I had loved her, like so genuinely and she had loved me back. I thought I could manage her with Naza but I soon came to realize that it was easier managing five estates than managing two magnificent beauties. Freda had wanted me and everything about me, she didn't want to leave any part of me for Naza. That was so impossible because Naza was the Queen. Freda could easily be likened to a princess. She was sweet in her own ways but she gave me no space to run my extra package. She spent more time in my house than she spent in hers and when Naza had come back from school to catch her in my room with her top off and her bra on the way to going off too, the devil had his laugh.

Naza was just herself then and there. She had tapped Freda on the laps and pointed at my door.
"Get out," she had said calmly but her eyes were brimstones. Freda had opened and closed her mouth, sharing quick glances between the door, Naza and I. I swallowed hard. Naza was obviously fidgeting for a fight and it sure wouldn't be a fight between them. Naza would beat her silly. Don't ask how I knew, I just know.
"Naza," I started but she held her finger to her lips, gesturing me to keep my mouth closed.
"Shut up!" she had snapped at me and turned to Freda. "I said get out!" she had yelled it this time around.

I got lucky, my door opened and Willie walked in. We made eye contact and he turned to Freda.
"Frey come," he had said to her. She didn't waste a breath. She had grabbed her top and ran to Willie and they bounced out of my room. Naza turned to me. I opened my mouth and closed them again and then opened them again.
"I was helping her stitch her top," I stammered. She had pushed me to the bed and walked out on me.

I sacrificed the bunch of flowers on our dining to win her back to me again and when it was over, only the flower vase was left. Freda did try to take me away from her but she hit a rock at it. I loved her though and she loved me too but she didn't want to share me and I didn't want to lose Naza. We were just 17 then and I was in my Ss3 class.

Now we were at the church and a bell inside of me kept ringing. The bell that always rang each time I was going to kick it off with a girl. Naza happens to hear that bell most times whenever we were together and when it was offering time, she made us change seat to a totally different section of the church. The married people section. Like I said, I can never eye a married woman and Naza knew that. 

My whatsapp dp, my Facebook dp, my twitter dp, my qq dp, my bbm dp, my Screensaver, my world was all a picture of those little cute things. Naza was always trying her best to keep me away but in the end, she will end up asking for me. We loved being around them and so did everybody. It wasn't much of a public something but few people did come. It was easy for me as I wasn't footing the bills. Naza looked sweet still but all stressed up. Either she was cuddling them to sleep or she was breast feeding them. It wasn't easy and she was always taking the stress out on me.

She would never take a minute break to tell me how unreliable I was. How much of a bad father I was going to be and she needed a better role model for our pumpkins, she didn't need me around them and bla bla bla. I was at a time getting pissed at the constant nagging even though I deserved them to an extent but then, Naza was decorating me with it. But then, whenever I look at those two magnificences she had produced for me, I was always calm with a smile on my face.

"And this is how you do it," she said and clipped the diaper. I just crossed my hands and watched. She just needed another argument otherwise, I didn't see any difference between what she just did and what I had done. The baby girl just lay on the bed in Chinaza's room giggling gibberish. Chinelo was at the corner, waiting to have a laugh of her life. Chinaza had insisted the babies had no name yet until she is able to sit down and think out a name them. For now, everybody can only call them baby boy and baby girl. Baby boy was already asleep on the bed.

"So what did I just do?" I asked calmly. She picked the baby and dropped her next to her brother.
"You clipped the diaper too hard. It will feel squeezy on her and will slow down the passage of blood," she explained slowly. I carved a smile out the corner of my mouth.
"Did she complain?" I asked slowly, moving back to avoid a slap that might spring up.

And we were done for the day. She rarely talks sense to me these days so it's either she is pummeling me with words or she was iterating how much the babies eyes looked like mine or how they had oval faces like mine, all against her wish.
"I hope they don't also grow up to be like you too," she would say and let out a loud hiss.

So I kept staring at the babies. They were real cute and comfy to hold. I had to wake the girl up again. I wanted to carry her to my fulfillment. Chinaza had gone to take her bath so it was all convenient for me. She let out a baby cry and I picked her from the bed into my arms. She stopped crying and I kept taking in the fresh baby scent from her body. I love the way new born babies smell. We were at our father and daughter business when Naza walked in, all wet with just a towel to cover her sexy body.

"Who woke her up?" she asked, accusing me with her eyes already.
"I was on my way out when she started crying," I defended.
"Then what happened?" she asked rhetorically and took her from me.
"I don't know, maybe the diaper was squeezy on her," I said with a mock smile. She rolled her eyes and dropped the baby on the bed. She cackled and we smiled, individually. They were our new bond, the kids and we loved them as much as we loved each other. Chinaza wouldn't admit it but I knew, we both wished we could just come to terms and tell each other how much happy we were together with two beautiful ones in between us.

"Naza can we talk?" I asked her. She sat on the bed, sharing her powder between her and the giggling baby.
"About what?"
"Us, you and me." I said, sitting on the bed and grabbing the baby's finger.
"Ok. Talk," she said in a voice portraying no emotion.
"You know my love for you is taller than this building?" I asked.
"Yes, I know but your fvck up is taller than our church tower," she replied. I ceased the urge to laugh, I wanted to be serious this time around.
"Yes. I am sorry for those things. I just love you and now that we have these babies, I want us to be closer like we used to be, even more closer than we used to be," I preached. She sat on the bed beside me.
"You want us to be closer, now that we have these babies? Do you want to have another one?" she asked, trying to act like she misunderstood me.
"Yes," I said and nodded with a grin.
"And who will now marry me after I must have given birth to 1 million children for you?"
"I am here, I am not going into the seminary," I said.
"Me, marry you?" she asked.
"Yes, was that not the plan before?"
"No, I have changed my mind. I won't even trust you with my daughter when she grows up."
"So you are now saying that I will be running after my own daughter?" I asked, getting angry all of a sudden.
"Who knows?" she replied nonchalantly and that was it. I vexed. Stood up and brushed my trouser.

"I am going," I said and started walking for the door, hoping she would call me back like she always did the other days. She did no such thing. I walked back to the bed. My daughter was sleeping already, peacefully and calmly. I bent low and pecked her cheek, she woke up, much to Chinaza's annoyance. She snapped at me and my boy woke up too. Good, if she was going to break my heart like that then she deserved a little punishment. She gave me her killer frown but I was too angry to care. She once told me that one of the reasons she loved me was because of my capacity to do absolutely stupid things, sleeping with her friend was not one of them though. I bade my goodbyes and headed for the door. She needed all the space she can get, her boobs were about to get busy.

And the days that followed were just like that. She was punishing me for what I did and I was even too ashamed to complain. So I bought her a flower. A very big bouquet and a teddy too. Though it cost me much more than I had expected. Never knew silly things like that cost much, that comes from having a girl like Chinaza that demands only for love and nothing else. It pained me paying that much, like a stuffed teddy going for 4k. I had argued with the dealer that I was buying a teddy bear and not a baby. I eventually got a red one. Red was the color of love and a red bouquet matched it. If she rejects it, I was going to give the teddy to the boy and the flowers to the girl. At least if I wasn't a good boyfriend, I would be a good father.

I was busy with the wrapping of the gifts in the confines of my room. Youtube was teaching me the job. Then Naza banged in. She rarely knocked. I hid the ribbon behind me, too clumsy that she noticed.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I bought things, for the babies," I stammered. "And you."
She came for them. Flipping them around recklessly. Like she couldn't give a shït, breaking my heart while at it.
"Which one is mine?" She asked.
"All of them, then decide the one you will dash out to the babes," I replied. She smiled. A lovely smile.
"Will you forgive me and accept me and my gift?" I asked.
"I am cursed with you," she replied and sat beside me.
"I love you very much," I confessed.
"I know, let's go and change baby diapers first."

From my house to her house. That was our new circle of life. None of those circles led us into a bed though. She was uptight about that part of our affair, again.

So I have really learnt a lot about taking care of babies, the only part I still have a problem with is breastfeeding them. I have never tried that though, I don't have big boobs like their mom. That's the only part Naza would never invite me to help her out with. We did every other thing together. From changing their diapers to singing them to sleep.

We finally gave them a name. It was on a bright sunny day and their 2 months birthday. Chinaza was feeling happy with herself and every other person else. Reason was she had a very nice sleep that night, at my expense though. I had dealt with the babies midnight cries while she slept away on her bed with an earplug to her ear.

"See how beautiful she is looking," she had chirped while adjusting baby girl's hair ribbon.
"So do we call her beautiful?" I asked.
"No, what kind of name is that?"
"Then pretty?" I asked again. She shook her head.
"Call them Bonnie and Clyde," Willie suggested.
"God forbid," we shouted in unison.
"Benedict and Scholastica," her mother suggested.
"Too churchy," I moaned.
"Call them John and Bull abeg. These foods and drinks are getting old," Willie complained, eyeing the food on the table.
"Fine, we will think about it," Naza said. Willie got up from the sopha and made for the steaming food and drinks.
"Let's eat first," he said. Naza moved the table farther from him.
"No, we will eat after we had thought out a name for the babies."

Everyone grumbled. Then we sat there, for over 15 minutes, searching for sexy names for our beautiful babies. Naza had allowed nobody else to suggest a name for them, she would do it herself. Apparently, it wasn't that easy. 2 months gone and she was still at it. We were so naive at that parenting of a thing and worse still, they came in twos.

"We will give you two 10 more minutes to say something or we will give them whatever names we like," My father said finally.
"Yes, 10 minutes," Willie supported, spinning a bottle of Heineken in his hands.
"Chinecherem, you name the girl and your wife will name the boy," my father finalized.

The time started ticking. We had our eyes on each other. Who would have thought that an ordinary task of naming babies could put one in so much a hot seat.

"Tick- tock" "Tick-tock" "Tick- tock" the time ticked and then 12 minutes gone, we had 2 minutes grace.
"So, are you ready?" he asked again. The ladies around were laughing out at our anxiety. We nodded.
"1 - 2 - 3 - Go!" Willie called.
"Chinaza," I snapped and Naza followed it up with "Chinecherem."
"Good, now we can eat, " Willie said and reached for the table. Everyone followed suit. I and Naza kept staring at each other, like we needed to verify if we had chosen the right names. Willie took a long drag of the green bottle and smirked his lips.

"Ehe, what did you say their names were again?" he asked.
"Star and lager," Chinaza answered with a hiss. 

We were at the hospital. Only my father knew how I managed to get Naza there. I mean my father in heaven not my daddy.

I had managed to throw a singlet over my body and wore a short that shape had forced me too. I had lifted Naza and was insisting on taking her to the hospital wearing only my boxers.

We kept pacing the hospital hallway, I and Shape. We had been over 1 hour at it before Willie and Chinelo joined us. The tensile atmosphere didn't stop Shape from rolling her eyes at him and letting out a loud hiss. She then walked far away from where he was.

"What happened?" he asked me, ignoring Shape's drama. Chinelo was already tugging at my hands. I was tempted to give him the full gist, I was really fucked and in a frantic mode but then, I couldn't explain that Chinaza fainted when she saw me and Shape on each other, not when Chinelo was there.

"She came into my room and fainted. I don't know how or why but she just slumped to the floor," I explained.
"Chim o," Chinelo gasped and threw her hands on her head. "Where is she now?"
"Inside, the doctor is with her, they said we should stay out."
"And is she awake yet?" Willie asked me.
"I don't know, that what they are trying to do I think."
It was a hell of a situation. Naza had slumped at my former lodge. I had no business being there and she too had no business being there. She had caught me and Shape in a position we had no business being in. The situation was indeed one hell of a situation.

Chinelo called her Mom in an instant and then the pacing continued with me doing the longest milage. Chinelo kept her eyes on Willie and ensured he maintained a certain distance from shape. Not like Shape cared. She wasn't even going to look at him.

Over 30 minutes later, my folks came. Daddy and mummy and along with Naza's folks too.

We walked into her ward and she was just there, seated on her bed and was biting the hell out of her lips, her hands on her waist. I was live on Nollywood.
"Maybe she broke her hips on the floor," I thought to myself. I hadn't even considered the baby in her belly. How naive of me that was. I wasn't inconsiderate or insensitive. I was just too small to know any ish about a pregnant woman, forget that I wasn't too small to put it in there in the first place. Then there was a rumor about an impending labor and then Naza pissed herself. It was so obvious, the water tickling down the bedspread and Naza's restlessness increasing by the minute. I walked up to her, I was guessing she was in so much pain to bear a malice with me. I held her hand but I was wrong. She brushed my hands off and stood on the floor weakly.

"I'm fucked," I muttered under my breath and moved back to stare from afar.
It wasn't a pretty sight and I just stared from a distance with Willie and the two father's with us. Shape was no where to be found. Naza would scream her head off if she dared come closer.

"She fainted in your room?" My father asked me in a pitiful tone. I nodded.
"Your room?" he repeated and I got the gist too late.
"We were as in. I went to collect some things and she and we.. " I stammered incoherently and he kept giving me that dehumanizing stare.
"Was the party at your lodge or William's lodge?" he asked me.
A lot of explanations followed. We didn't get to conclude before preliminaries were done and Naza was bundled into the labor room. Things dragged on for a long while, a very long space of time in which I said my first prayer for months. I prayed she make it out of that freaking room alive. I wasn't scared of what her folks would say or do, I was just scared for myself. What I would do should anything happen to her. I was going to jump off the second floor of that hospital building. Yes, that was what I intended doing.

Everyone was on their nerves end. Somehow, a lot of delay had to take place, a lot of technical jargons was involved, jargons which I only understood the part that said my Naza was still alive. Then the doctor and his team disappeared.

Nobody slept into the night. My father and her father had left. Willie was there, Nelo too. I had asked Shape to go home. Her presence there was freaking every one out and would also freak Naza out if she woke up and see her there.

5 am, I was seated at the hospital's lounge and nodding away. Willie was already sleeping away with Nelo's head on his laps. He thought the whole place was boring. So many beautiful Chica nurses to look at but no access to them because his other half was there with a leash on him.
6:35 am and we were all brought in to her ward. My mom and her mom taking the lead. My feet dragged from guilt and tiredness as we all flocked into her room. She was lying there on the bed, looking exhausted and the hospital cradle was by her side, the baby cries filling the whole of it. I saw the smile break out on my mother's face as Naza mom put her hands to her chest in a deep show of emotion. I think she actually cried or was close to. I kept staring at the cradle from a afar like it was my semester result. I couldn't get closer because my heart was pounding and I didn't know why.

"Hei, come and see Chinecherem junior o!" Nelo yelled, digging her hands into the cradle. Her mother hushed her.
"Do you want to infect him?" She said and I frowned. A him? Apparently, Naza had won. Willie rushed at the baby and smiled. He turned to me and nodded.
"No dispute bro. This one is yours. Carbon copy."

I turned to Naza with a pitiful look in my face. I felt like I needed her permission to see the baby. I had hurt her deeply and something was telling me that she would shush me away from the kid. She threw her face to the wall, away from my eyes. Soon, everyone was all over her, congratulating and asking how she was doing. Only Nelo threw a congratulation at me. I took the chance and sneaked up to the cradle.

It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Clean as crystal and handsome like his father, his mother's skin. He was a neat ball of human flesh, the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. Maybe it was because he was mine. I didn't care. He was the most beautiful by his father's standard, by my own very standard. Yes! I was the father. I fell in love immediately and was nearly moved to tears. I was the lawful owner of a living thing. I am the father to a handsome baby boy. I was the daddy to my sweetheart's son. I loved the feeling. The thrill was extraordinary.
"I love you," I murmured.
"Please stay away from him," Naza said at me. Everyone went quiet for a split second. Then Chinelo asked "Why?"
My heart thumbed.
"Nothing, just stay away from my baby," she repeated.

My father came in at that instance and her father too. They had been called up the moment we were ushered into the room. You could easily see the happiness in both their faces. The baby was beautiful and I thought giving Naza the unwanted pregnancy was worth it after all. I just thought it, I didn't say it out.

And then the doctor walked in with the matron, a baby wrapped in a fluffy white towel in her arms and a broad smile on her face. I watched with confusion all over me. So did everyone else except Naza.
"The second one. A beautiful baby girl," the woman said and my jaw dropped.
"Wait, from where? Did you store them in a warehouse?" My father asked. Everyone laughed and then fell on the baby girl as she was laid near her brother. They were twins. It was like Christmas. Naza and I both got the present we wished for. The girl was an improved version of her brother. I was guessing she would be more beautiful than Naza. Naza was smiling this time around and she didn't stop even when stole a glance from her.
"Who came first?" I asked, lost in Joy.
"The boy," the woman said. I smiled.
"Naza I hope your breast is ready?" Nelo asked and ran to her on the bed. The laughter was in her eyes but not her face.
"Congratulations," the doctor said, holding his hand out to my father. My father picked it up in a firm handshake. "It wasn't easy, your wife is really a strong one and your twins are beautiful," he said. My father snatched his hadn't away and I tool the doctor's hand without being offered, a broad smile on my face.
"Thank you," I sang out and everyone laughed.

"Why are you all just looking? Carry them, they don't have teeth yet and won't bite," the doctor said and everyone scampered for the little doves. My mother got the boy and Naza's mother got the girl. Nelo and Willie were all over the them with camera flashes.

Everyone was happy, fully happy except I and Naza. We were happy but not as much as we ought to be. I messed up and the babies were welcomed between two feuding parents. Nevertheless, they were very beautiful and everyone loved them. And then my father drew closer to me. Somehow, I just knew he was going to misyarn.

"So the work is split in two. I buy one pampers and you buy the other one," he whispered. Everyone heard and everyone laughed. I and Naza inclusive.
"Hmmm hmmm," Naza's father cleared his throat and turned to Nelo and Willie. "When are you two having yours?"
"If you try that rubbish eh!" My mom yelled. 

"Jesus" she shouted as the footwear landed a little above her chest which i noticed made her breast jingle a bit.
I stood rooted to a point with my hands over my open mouth. I was oblivious of my posture. For some seconds i stood there not knowing what to do next. At this point Ada was observing her white t-shirt and the dirty mark the sneaker had left on it. I managed to walk a little bit closer to her and noticed Lucy was with her. Lucy lived in our lodge and we were all very close. I was a little glad on seeing Lucy there, at least someone to speak on my behalf.
"Am really sorry, i never meant to throw that at you" i started to say in a shaky voice while i fidgeted my fingers which i had managed to slide into my pockets. She looked up at me with an expression that was hard to decipher. Not smiling and not much frown there. She said nothing while trying to brush off the dirt on her shirt. Lucy cast a glance at me and gave me one of her naughty smiles. She pulled a hanky from her pocket and used it in blushing the spot off. I was tempted to go over and lend a hand but i just checked myself to avoid stories that touched.
"Hmm, no problem, i guess i'll just go in and take this shirt off, lucky my Lodge's over there" Ada finally said in a voice that made me want to ask her for a kiss.
"OK, i will see you later" lucy replied her while i stood there almost invisible to them but i was glad it seemed i would be left off the hook. Ada walked past me without even looking at me. I heaved a sigh of relief as i turned and my gaze followed her for some distance. Honestly i was observing her perky ass which Lucy seemed to notice. She dragged me into our Lodge holding me by my hand.
"it's like you want to throw the remaining shoe at her butt too" she said pulling me by my ear. I grimaced and pulled myself away. I saw kossi peeping out from his door with a wicked grin on his face. I pulled the remaining sneaker and threw it at him, this time making sure it landed him squarely on his head before he ran inside.
Emeka rushed out from the room, observed me and broke out into a laughter.
"see them, busy body" i said and picked the sneaker that i threw mistakenly at Ada. Kossi threw the other back at me and i caught it mid air.
"But seriously guy, Ada likes you o" Lucy said. I looked at her.
"Really?"
"yes nah, you needed to hear what she told emeka for stepping on her slippers that she kept outside and this one, you threw ur dirty shoe at her and she just let you go like that, maybe she dy trip for you" Lucy said smiling and winking at me. I looked at the three of them hissed and went inside with my sneakers clutched under my armpit. 

We got to an eatery besides a classroom block that belonged to the department of mass communication. I sat down, kossi pulled up a seat and sat besides me. I ordered for meat pie and soya milk for the both of us. Kossi looked at me with a wide grin on his face.
"i swear you be correct guy" he said as he opened the cover of the soy drink. I frowned as i
Picked my meat pie removing it from its package.
"Guy u go vomit all these snacks if i no see this girl" i said biting into the pie and sipping the drink with a straw.
"Bro chillax, you go soon confirm" he said
"okay o" i said looking around the environment and admiring the girls around. We soon got through with our snacks and sat there eagerly looking around. Kossi was busy greeting his course mates who came around, girls mostly.
I looked at my watch and the time was 4:36 pm. I had forgotten totally about the lecture i was supposed to be attending. I looked impatiently at kossi who was busy fondling with his phone.
"Guy, what's up nah? Make e no be say i miss my lecture and come miss this girl too o" i said.
"Chill nah guy. She go soon show up" he said still focused on his phone. I grabbed the phone from him, he looked up to protest but rather broke into a big smile looking in the direction of the classroom block. I followed the direction of his eyes and there stood my dream queen. She was gorgeous as ever, she was on a red fitted gown and black sneakers, her hair was braided. She was on sunshades. My heart was on the verge of running out of my chest. I was sweating or maybe i thought i was. For what seemed to me like a lifetime, i sat there staring at her as she stood near the classroom. I was jolted back to reality when kossi snatched back his phone. I stood up and was about to rush at her but was pulled back by kossi.
"Guy chillax" he said motioning me to sit down.
"For what nah? " I asked spreading my hands.
"cool down and watch" he said. I sat down reluctantly still staring at him with a deep frown.
He looked at me with a grin.
"Just watch" he said looking back in her direction.
I looked back to her position. A black Toyota camry pulled up a little distance from where she stood. She walked to the car and got in and the car drove away.
"See, you for go disgrace your self now" kossi said as he picked his books and stood up. I was really disappointed as many thoughts flew through my mind. Kossi pulled me up and we left the canteen. I was really downcast as we walked back to our lodge. Kossi wasn't helping matters as he was busy suggesting how i could get a car better than the camry to impress her.
"But kossi come" i said as we got to the junction that led to our logde.
"so you made me miss my lecture, made me buy you free lunch just so you can show Me my crush's boyfriend and his car?" i asked as i bent down and removed my right  sneaker. Kossi laughed and broke into a run. I threw the sneaker after him as he ran into our lodge, it landed on Ada who was just coming out of the gate. 

"How long have you been Standing there?" I asked stella
"I just came in to see a big smile on your face while you slept, tell me, did you win a lottery in your dream?" She asked as she sat on the bed close to me adjusting her hair. She looked quite attractive that afternoon. I sighed and scratched my head "Bae it's nothing, just had an enticing dream"
"Tell me about it" she said caressing my bare back.
"Well i dreamt i was banging you really hard" I said jumping up from the bed laughing as she threw a pillow at me. She hissed and laid back on the bed, i went over to her and lay beside her, brought her closer and planted my lips on hers. She was calm as we smooched for as long as 40 seconds and she pulled away. I fell flat on my back and stared at the ceiling. Stella was beside me but Eva was on my mind.
"Tochi look at the time" she said after a few seconds of silence. I looked at the wall clock and it was 2:23pm, i remembered our 3pm lecture and jolted up from the bed.
"Its like your dream made you forget you had a class" she said looking at me as i grabbed my towel.
"Babe once its about you, i tend to forget every other thing" I said tying the towel round my waist. She kept mute and just stared at me like she needed to learn what i was doing.
"Look away jare lemme change" i said rolling my eyes at her.
"Nothing new joor, I have seen bigger" she said waving her hand and looking the other way.
"Mumu girl" I said and threw my boxers at her and ran into the bathroom.

The time was 2:40pm. I held Stella's hand as we both strolled leisurely to our department for the proposed lecture. I heard someone call my name from afar. I turned and saw kossi walking up to where we were. Stella disengaged her hand and moved a little distance from me as kossi got closer. He waved at her and faced me.
"Guy hafar nah?" He asked as we shook hands.
"Bro i dey o. I wan tidy one 3pm lecture like that" i said looking at my watch.
"Ok ok, i get gist for you shaa" he said with a smack on his face while rubbing his palms together.
"Guy you too like gist, no waste my time with any irrelevant story abeg as you see say my sweetheart dy wait for me" i said and looked towards stella who smiled and looked away.
"Mumu na about that fair girl wey you carry her pen that day for medicals" he said licking his lips. I stared at him for a while and asked him how he knew i took pen from anyone at all.
"Guy i was there that day nah, just that your romance with her no gree you see me" he said nodding towards stella.
"Guy forget am shaa, abeg gist me about the girl, how i go take contact her"
"Guy na small matter, the babe na my department she dy" he said
"You mean mass comm" i asked folding my hands
"Yes nah, na im i been wan tell you but its like you dey busy and i no wan waste your time" he said slowly turning around to walk away. I held his cloth and pulled him back.
"Guy no vex abeg, waste my time biko, yarn me the gist" i said
"Oya nah, make we shift small" he said walking away. I turned to stella and winked at her.
"Bae just go ahead without me, i will be there soon"
She said ok and left while i ran after kossi.

She was dressed on a dark blue skinny jeans trouser with a white singlet on top. Over the singlet she wore a grey hooded long sleeve shirt. Her hairs were partly covered by the hood as some of it ran down a part of her face covering a bit of her eyes. Her face shone like the mid morning sun only out shined by the glitter of her lovely eyes. In summary, she was to die for.
A thousand thoughts ran through my mind as i let her in. I just stared at her as she stood there. Michael Jacksons speechless kept ringing in my head. Only then i came to realize what he meant in that song.
"Hi" she said waving like i wasn't seeing her.
"Sorry, forgive my manners, please sit down" i said pointing towards the only settee in the room.
She walked to the bed and sat on it disregarding the chair. I sat on the bed too keeping a little distance between us. I stared at her and she stared back. She appeared calm which is more than I can say about myself. We stared on for like 20 seconds but to me it seemed like a lifetime. Then she looked away staring around at the room
"Nice room" she said jostling me back to reality.
"Thank you" i said trying to calm my nerves. "How were u able to locate where i lived?" I asked her.
"Hmmm, i asked around and it turned out a lot of people knew you" she said
"And what did you ask about?" I asked really glad we were making a conversation
"Hmmm, actually i asked about a certain tall fair guy that barbs galaxy which he usually forgets to comb with a little hair on his chin " she said touching her head and chin in a funny way. We both laughed.
" But its true naa" she said in between laughter.
" But some people think the hair is cute" i replied looking into her eyes
" well i never said it wasn't cute, i was only trying to say i could borrow you my hair comb if yours is not ok too" she said smiling.
"Oh, its true, your pen" i said getting up and walked to our reading table and picked up the pen. I tried giving it to her,
"No, you can keep it, i just wanted to know where you lived and don't get flattered by that please" she smiled at me
I said thanks and smiled back.
"I'm going" she said and got up.
"Thanks for coming" i said touching her hand. As she headed for the door i called her eva, she stopped and looked back. I walked up to her, looking in her eyes i asked "can we be friends?" I asked nervously.
"I don't pay my enemies visits" she said half smiling
I held her hands and pulled her closer gently... "I meant this..." I said and put my lips against hers. She didn't resist. We kissed as long as 5 seconds and she withdrew her lips and headed towards the door as i watched with the greatest joy i had ever known in my heart.
"I'm going, and don't bother walking me out, you look like something straight out of a ghost dream " she said as she walked out of the door.
I crashed on the bed and shut my eyes, my lips broke into a big smile.
I thought i heard someone walk into the room, i tried opening my eyes but everywhere was blurred. I closed my eyes again, rubbed my hands against them and opened them again, i saw stella.
"Why are you smiling in your sleep" she said looking down at me on the bed
"Fuck!!" I said and jumped up. Jesus!, another Eva dream, i thought angrily and looked up at stella.