Vagrants

Chapter 18

Damba and I left the hotel. He said he wanted to take me shopping so we went to Shoprite. That boy can be a romantic at times. I was so surprised when I saw the bill. He bought stuffs worth of 57, 000 naira for me without having to buy anything for himself.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"For what? You've not seen anything." He chuckled. "Maa spoil e baje, baje." I'll spoil you a lot.

"What's all this for? I'm just a..." I wanted to smartly ask him what our relationship was.

"Ehnehn. Let's go to the park and have a bit of fun." He smiled.

Did he just try to change the topic? Adeola, o ti go ara e. You've fooled yourself.

"Where will we put all these?" I gestured to the shopping bags.

"Don't worry, I'll pay a personnel there to help you watch over it."

"Alright, thank you."

The way Damba talks about money all the time makes me scared and wonder what he does. He said it is a business but what business?

We went to the park and like he said, they watched over our shopping. I had fun there, I played a lot with Damba, going on different rides and shouting, gaining attention from people. I'm sure they thought we are a couple. We actually are a couple.

Adeola, ma go ara e. Don't dull yourself. You're just a friend.

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We returned to the hotel after having a lot of fun at the park. I sorted the shopping in the small box that I brought along.

"This thing cannot size this box." I hissed.

"Maybe I'll buy you one tomorrow." Damba said. This guy and money. Something is fishy.

"Ahh! No, don't worry. You've done a lot for me already. Thank you."

He smiled. "Nonsense. I'm buying the box and that's final."

"If you say so."

"That's better."

I sat down on the bed next to him. "Damba?"

"Hmm?" The way he looked into my eyes made me want to...

"I want to ask you something."

"Something?" He smiled. "I can see in your eyes that you have a lot of questions."

I looked away.

"No, no. Ask. I'm just saying that it is obvious."

"Okay." I sighed. "What's with us?"

"Us? I don't get."

"Give a name to our relationship." I looked at him. "Fellow campers? Friends? Acquain...?"

He held my face in his hands and kissed me. "What does that tell you?"

"I don't know. Tell me."

"Do you really not know or you're feigning ignorance?"

"I just want you to tell me."

"How about a Boyfriend and girlfriend relationship?"

"Hmm?"

He smiled. "That's our relationship."

"I...Okay, that's..."

He grabbed my neck with one hand and kissed me passionately. Then, he drew away.

"What?"

"I just told you what our relationship is. That kiss made it official."

I smiled.

We stared at eachother for a while. Things were getting awkward between us when we dashed at eachother and started kissing roughly.

His hands suddenly slipped under my shirt and he started cupping my breasts.

I moaned. "Damba."

He continued and the shirt frustrated him that he tore it open, sending the buttons flying around. We continued kissing as he got rid of the shirt and hooked my bra.

"Beautiful." I heard him say.

I ignored him and continued kissing. Then, his mouth drew away as he lashed at my breasts and sucked them widely, biting them hard.

"Damba." I moaned. "Don't stop."

I helped him get his top off but it took quite long as he was wearing a sleeved turtleneck top.

Then, I admired his abs and traced my fingers down his body. I put off his trousers and he did mine.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

I nodded. "We've done this before."

He bit his lower lip and I knew he remembered the night we had together in camp.

"You won't avoid me after this?"

"I won't, I promise." Then, I said. "I love you."

I expected him to reciprocate instead he smiled and said. "Thank you."

I felt bad but that didn't stop us. I allowed him to kiss every part of my naked body and I did his too until he finally thrusted in me.

This felt rather different than the first time we did it and this time, I didn't regret it. I knew Damba was mine even if he didn't tell me he loved me. After we had sex, I expected that we rush out of bed and go clean up but Damba didn't allow us to do that. Instead, we cuddled up naked in bed, under the duvet, of course and he played with my fake hair.