Will Love Ever Come?

Chapter 82

The Following Weekend

TWO PHONES RING AT the same time. Deuce picks up one of them, looks at the name flashing on the screen, and rejects the call. He answers the call without looking at the screen on the other phone. He knows who is calling from the ringtone.

"Yeah, what's up, babes?" He does not give his girlfriend a chance to answer as he dives in with, "I was trying to call you back, but I couldn't get through. What's wrong with your phone?"

His girlfriend's nostrils flare in anger. "What do you mean, what's wrong with my phone? Nothing's wrong with my phone. When we talked earlier and got cut off, why couldn't I get back to you?"

He says, "Yeah, babes, I was up in that wine bar chilling with my workmates when you rang, babes."

She remains quiet and wishes she had proof that he was not in the wine bar.

He continues, "I must've lost the reception, innit, so I went outside and got back the reception, then tried to call you back and couldn't get through, babes."

He waits for her to respond. While he waits, his thoughts travel to what really happened.

After drinking a quick drink with his work colleagues, he left with a female one, offering to drop her home. The colleague once gave him oral sex in the stationery cupboard at the last Christmas party.

Without warning, he parked his car on a dark street, and while caressing the girl, he tried to convince her to have sex, but the girl refused because she was on her period. He felt like hitting the steering wheel when she told him. He really wanted to get some sex tonight. Instead, he pulled out his penis, and the Christmas party came flooding back as the girl performed oral sex.

Five minutes in, his phone began ringing before he could get that tingle in his leg that led to it shaking, then discharging in the girl's mouth. He recognized the ring and yelled, "Shit."

The girl pulled away her mouth.

He pleaded for her not to stop as he reached for his phone and rejected the call from his girlfriend. He held the back of the girl's head and pulled it towards his penis while saying, "Come on, finish it."

The girl pulled away and said, "Nah, I think we better stop."

He sucked his teeth and did not argue. He started the car and drove the girl home.

His thoughts are broken by the sound of his girlfriend's reply, "Yeah, whatever, Deuce. There's nothing wrong with my phone." She sucks her teeth. "So anyway, when am I gonna see you?"

He deepens his voice, "I told you tonight, innit? I'm just gonna take care of something and then come around. Stop stressing, man."

She replies with contempt in her voice, "Alright, Deuce. I'll see you later, bye."

He sits back in the chair, looks up at Eschewal's window, and sucks his teeth. He puts his car into reverse, parks three roads away, and then makes his way back to Eschewal's flat.