Besotted (18+) ✔️ [A Nigerian Romance]

Twenty Six

Ada paced the width of her living room windows, her eyes trained on the driveway of her opposite neighbor. Chike had definitely said yes to breakfast but it was almost noon and she'd not heard from him.

She had seen him drive away and then return an hour later and also watched him lead the girl from Azu's barbeque inside. Sleeping had been done very fitfully until she had enough and decided to watch the sun rise around four in the morning. It wasn't her fault that Chike's house was in the East. From the time she'd sat there till when the sun rose, the girl had not come out.

Later on, she'd gone to make breakfast and then showered but Chike's car was still outside. It didn't mean the babe had not left, she could have taken an Uber, Ada tried convincing herself.

Her eyes tracked the time again and she bit her bottom lip. If she waited anymore, she would have to heat the food up again. And there were only so many times she could do this without ruining the spaghetti.

After another few moments of debate, she grabbed the cooler of food and then pushed her door open. Something told her that this was a terrible idea as she powered down her short flight of stairs but she ignored it. After all, Chike had agreed to breakfast and she even confirmed with him again the previous night.

Ada knocked on the door, stepped back and waited. She knocked again, then wiped her sweaty palm on the back of her flowery dress. Slowly, she was beginning to lose the bravado that had fired her steps up until this point. By the time she had chewed through her lip gloss and was already preparing to go, the door swung open.

It was not the fact that a woman opened the door that shocked her. No, it was the woman who was clearly naked under Chike's shirt that did. Ada blinked, the woman blinked and then she smiled.

"I know you," the woman said. "You're Chike's friend."

"Um, sorry. I didn't know he still had company." Ada turned to look behind her. Her house was so close and she could get there in just a minute. Would it be rude to just turn away now and go back home?

"I'll be off soon. Chi is in the shower and once he's done he'll drop me off. You can come in though." The woman threw the door open, a wide smile on her face.

"I don't think that is a good idea. I'll just come back later." Ada shook her head, her grip on the flask handle tight.

"Did you bring food? God, I'm starving." The woman reached for the flask and Ada stepped back.

"Sorry, Miss..." Ada trailed off.

"Cynthia but my friends call me CY." She was still smiling.

Ada stopped herself from rolling her eyes. She and the lady were definitely not friends and she didn't plan on that ever happening. "Just let him know I was here."

"Babe, who's that?" Chike's voice came from upstairs and soon he was joining them.

"Your friend brought food and I'm so glad because after the night we had, God knows I'm starving," Cynthia said and then continued talking. Ada didn't hear any other words the woman said because Chike was standing there, looking at her the way he had when they'd been intimate.

He was wearing just shorts and his hair and beard were wet. The thick strands were leaking water that trailed down his body. Her gaze followed it before Chike's throat clearing brought her gaze back to him. He looked amused. What was wrong with her? This was Chike her best friend. It didn't matter that they'd slept together, especially since she didn't want to do it again. So why was she reacting this way to him? Why did it feel like someone had turned up the heat somewhere?

"You should totally join us for breakfast," Cynthia interrupted.

The woman's voice was enough to douse the fever that had been building. She couldn't possibly eat with the two lovers, not when they looked the way they did.