I walked out of the elevator without even glancing back at kola. He could rot in hell for all i cared. After today, I'm pretty sure i was born for awkward moments and besides the fact that i kept thinking of grotesque ways to kill that son of a bitch, i think I'm beginning to own my awkward moments. This is definitely one of those times i need halima.
I walked briskly towards my office wondering why my staff were stealing glances at me. I opened my office door and walked in to behold quite a pleasant surprise; my office was covered with bunches of flowers...
Who could this be, i thought to myself as i picked up a note on my desk that read "go out with me".
I picked up my phone to call halima.
"Hey girl!" Halima chorused from her end.
"I have an admirer" i said, smiling sheepishly to myself at the thought of a mystery man...
"Okay this is an interesting piece of news". Halima replied rather excitedly.... "Who is it?"
"I don't know" i quickly replied..
"How can you not know?" Halima asked...
"I just happened upon my office decorated with flowers and a card that reads go out with me".... "So unless i have some kind of psychic ability, i don't know". I was racking my brain at this point trying to figure out who i knew could be bold enough to pull a romantic stunt like this one...
"So in other words you need my investigative prowess" halima replied... "How much will you pay me?"
"Halima even if you were to help me with a hundred admirers, it still wouldn't be enough to repay how much you owe me in naira"...... "So technically this is me doing you a favor" i replied, earning a loud chuckle from her.
"Let me think about it" she replied, still laughing at me...
"Halima be serious jor, i need your help!"
"Okay okay madam, before you kill me!"....
"Just say you'll help me, you don't have to be so smug about it" i replied..
"I see you got my gift", bankole's voice resonated from behind me. I quickly turned around towards the direction of his voice. He was looking absolutely beautiful i must admit. Bankole wore a white T-shirt that wrapped around his well built muscular upper body. With his shirt neatly tucked into his trousers, rolled up sleeves, leather black shoes and a well trimmed beard this guy sure knew how to look good.
"Halima can i call you back" i said as i hung up the phone... "Sir"
"Bankole" he interrupted..
"OK bankole, what do you want? I asked as i sat on my desk arms crossed.
"Well its quite simple" bankole replied, walking up to within a foot of me.... "I want you by my side"...
"And if i say no?"
"Then I'll just keep asking" he replied, leaning into me, his hands beside me on both sides on the table. His scent was endearing, i wonder what kind of perfume he wore. "And I've been known to be quite persuasive" he said with a smile, his dark brown eyes gazing into mine hypnotically. My heart was racing as i was fighting back the urge to grab unto him.
