More than the bet

Part 12--- Making him Jealous

The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind reality --- Borrowed Love(movie)

Corra's POV

Guess what?  Stephen Bahati has finally become my friend. Honestly I would be lying if I said he doesn't like me. He showed concern for me yesterday and FYI he was the one who asked if we could stop our arguments and become friends.

Although I had spend too much time to get him to like me, I had made a lot of progress. I must admit he was hard to deal with at first. We had arguments and fights, I had tasted a better part of his wrath and fury but all the same I was close to my target.. It's just a bet

But why was I happy?
I felt as though I had achieved something out of the ordinary. My heart was content, every fiber in my body was beeming with happiness. It was as though everything was real. Was I falling for him?

NO, this can't be possible. This can't happen.

How long will you keep on denying? That stupid voice in my head asked once again.

Just shut up.. I can't fall in love with him?

Fall in love with who? 

Did I say that out loud?

Ooh, so when are you going to tell me who the lucky guy is?

Lucky guy?
Uuh... their is no lucky guy, and am not in love Benjamin. I..I ... it's just a movie I watched yesterday..  you see the heroine was denying her feelings for the hero.. so..uuh.. I .. was trying to echo her words... yes.. it was a movie. 
I quickly formed a terrible lie and Benjamin foolishly believed it.

We were busy preparing few cooked dishes to present to the party and thank goodness he didn't ask anything further.

You see in some of our tribes, gifts offered do not necessarily have to be those bought in the shops or the ready made staffs, one can offer a special cooked dish. It could be roasted meat, or perhaps chicken or maybe fish.. any dish well prepared would be offered as a sign of respect and love mostly among family members and friends.

Norah, has liked how I prepare chicken ever since I started working for her and she insisted we prepare chicken and few kilos of meat for her best friend.

Nonetheless, it has been several hours since the party started and I regret ever attending. I mean it's not that I hate parties, I am a strong party devotee and I have enjoyed all the parties I attended even if the hosts didn't. But this party was choking me or should I just say Sharlette was f*cking my peace and happiness.

Yes... I finally met the so called 'girlfriend'. I don't mean to sound rude or look down on someone, but honestly, she is not and will never be a competition to me. I mean if we take off the make up.. nothing will be left of her... ooh I forgot, something will.. the expensive dress she wore. Money sure does miracles.

She spend almost all the time clinging and touching Steve.. ooh baby this.. baby that.. baby I want juice.. baby I want champagne...

Damn it. I wish I was a witch, I would have given her a hot wireless slap. One that would not only leave her toothless but also wipe off that make up.
I wasn't going to be the only one feeling jealous. I needed to ruin their stupid romance. I came up with an idea I had recently watched in a movie.

"This is a trick that works on most men.. Since men's actions are based on animal instincts, they see the attention of another man in the vicinity as a threat. The desire to be the alpha becomes so overwhelming that even the woman they didn't care about becomes valuable..."( Love tactics movie). Let's see how this works.