SHALLOW DEPTHS

Chapter 3

''Hello, Ziggy,'' a voice said quietly.

I whirled around.

It was him,Cyril West.

He had this predatory grace in his body as he approached me like a stalking lion, I could feel the intensity of his gaze from my fingers to my toes, and somehow he had managed to capture the scent of marijuana in the tresses of his hair. What are you doing here? I asked, he had a nice smile, and his lips, Oh God! What am I supposed to do with that?

''My father is out of town, am running things till he comes back,'' he said coolly

Hours passed, and all I could think about was Cyril, he was just a few feet away, in my boss's office, playing the role of a boss. What if he was a bad boss, what happens when I do something wrong or come late, how did he even get to the office before me?. It was 7pm already, and I had 8 missed calls from Richard, he was either hungry or horny, maybe both, I sighed.

''You ready? , I heard him behind me. Ready for what?'' I asked.

''To go home, I wanna drop you off, am grabbing dinner at CannaVille's, and your apartment is just opposite, right?

''Yes yes it is, I stammered, where you saw me earlier this morning.

The ride back was refreshing, he talked about his passions, and I talked about mine. He played the latest Rn B's, and I could have sworn he kept stealing glances at my thighs, I had forgotten to wear panties in the morning, and so I was turned on. I made a simple meal of yam porridge for Richard and retired to the sitting room to catch the latest episodes of Power series. Each scene making me crave something different, something new, something spontaneous, something refreshing, something like Cyril West.