Bummi
During lunch break...
“300 million what?” Can someone please tell Lola to keep it down? We’re in a restaurant, and she’s drawing way too much attention. “Babe, if you don’t stop starving that guy, I will. He’s worth the compensation, you know.”
Oh, I get it. “Just like you were kissing that random guy at the bar yesterday?”
Her lips purse in response. Did I hit a nerve? “It was a random guy—plus I was drunk, B.”
“Exactly!” Ojo jumped in. It’s not fair.
“Great,” I cross my arms. “But that sounds more like ‘compensation’ to me. You kissed a random guy while drunk. Not my problem.”
“Babe, tell me that 300 million naira isn’t real.” Ojo stares at my phone in disbelief. I pinch him, and he winces. “Ouch!”
“Just trying to make sure you know this is reality,” I smirk, snatching my phone back.
And why is Lola looking at me like that? “What?”
She stirs her drink, eyes fixed on me. “Billions of women would risk everything for a chance with him. You have the opportunity to be married to him, and you’re acting like this. Bummi, don’t let him slip away. You better hold on tight.”
“Oh please,” I retort. “Spend one night in that house and see for yourself. He’s just annoying.”
“Really? Annoying?” Ojo raises an eyebrow. “You must be blind. He gave you a credit card for personal expenses. Men like Damian are rare. Even Jimmy can’t compare. You’re the one who should pay for lunch today. Plus, he just put 300 million naira into your account and gifted you a brand new Lamborghini last week. And you call him annoying? Come on.”
Fine. I give up. I knew they’d take his side. “But I’m making a refund—”
“You will not!” They practically shouted in unison.
I stare at them, incredulous. Are they seriously considering selling me off for luxury?
What kind of friends do I have?
“His father was at our place today and wants us to have dinner at his tomorrow night.” I drop the bomb, and they gape at me.
“You’re joking, right?”
I roll my eyes. “Does it sound like I’d joke about something that expensive?”
“Yes!” Ojo and Lola high-five each other.
“Wait, why does this feel like a plan?”
Lola flicks my forehead. “It’s dinner with a former president! Cici!”
Damn it! I call myself a journalist and can’t even remember Damian’s father’s name. “Guys, chill. I’m struggling to breathe thinking about it.”
“Why?” they ask in unison.
“It’s a dinner with his parents! What if they start asking when we’re having babies? That lie Damian told about me being someone else's wife might’ve been more useful for this.”
“Whether you like it or not, the bombshell has dropped. Don’t wait for it to explode, B.” Ojo adds.
Holy crap, I can’t imagine having babies with Damian. Gross.
After lunch, I return to my office to tackle the mountain of files on my desk. I’m exhausted.
As soon as I shut the door, I notice something on my desk that wasn’t there earlier.
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