I opened my eyes, stretched my body out, glanced around and realised I was the only one in the room. Shit!! How long have I slept for?... I felt around the bed for my phone. Left it in the guest room. Why am I starting this day wrongly naaaaa!!!!!
I stood up from the bed, stretched myself out again and then proceeded to walk out of the room to get my phone. I wonder what time it is. Emeka would think I sleep for a living now.
I frowned at the thought of that, wondering why I even thought of that in the first place. Emeka wouldn't care that I thought about him in a certain way so why should I even care what he thinks of me?
I walked into the guest room, happy to see my phone on the bed. I double tapped the phone screen to see five missed calls from my mom. She must be worried sick about me after the way I responded last night. I cringed at the thought of what happened last night. Bimbo you have suffered ooo, I shook my head as I walked out of the room in a bid to find Emeka.
"Hey" I said, almost at the top of my voice as I stepped into Emeka's rather large kitchen space. Too large if you ask me, considering the fact that I am a sucker for large kitchen spaces. Emeka's kitchen would pass for a mini event hall. Why would anyone have a kitchen space this big for crying out loud.
"Hey..... You're awake" Emeka responded from his position in front of a steaming pot. The aroma of what smelled like stew had already filled the kitchen.
"Its 6:45, did you expect me to still be asleep?" I asked ... "And what are you trying to prepare because you looked quite confused?.... Need some help?" I walked to him, peered into the pot and inhaled.... "Not bad" I complimented, looking up at him with a smile.
"First of all...." Emeka shoved me aside. "Yes I expected you to still be asleep. Secondly, I don't need your help and thirdly, I wanted you to have some breakfast in bed but as you have spoilt it with your oversabi now, what am I going to do"
"Awwwwn..... Emeka that's so sweet!" I held my hands to my chest, grinning from ear to ear.... "But you know you can still make your point without saying secondly and thirdly" I teased....
"Shoo ... Go away!" Emeka ordered.
"To where?" I asked.... "I can't be in the living room all by myself na"...
"Consider it your punishment" he replied, pushing me playfully towards the kitchen exit...
"For what exactly?" I asked, leaning against his rather sturdy hands as he continued pushing me towards the door.
"That's for me to know and for you to keep wondering" he replied, stopping when we got to the door.... "Now go away. Go watch TV or something"..
" okay! Okay!" I chorused... " you don't have to be so violent." I turned around and began to walk away.
"Nice ass by the way" Emeka complimented from behind me. A compliment that for some reason stopped me dead in my tracks.
I turned my face back at him to see a mischievous grin on his face.... "Perv!"
"Oh so its okay when you say it, but when I do I'm a perv abi"
