chapter 16

  The minute Temi made his presence the guys start hailing him and different manly voices fill my ears.

"Ah! You don leave Fumi? Who be this one?" A funny looking guy says. He's quite lanky and has tattoos crawling up one arm. His low cut was sprayed green and has a cigarette between his fingers.

"Nah. Fumi still dey. This is Oma." Temi introduced and they nod.

"Oma, this is Lenu. Engineering student." He gestured at the Green hair dude. Looks like Zlatan only finer and lighter skinned.

"This is Efe. Engineer student too." Next is an even finer dude with braided hair. He nods giving me a welcoming smile. Negro looked high as fuck.

"And his.... girl." Temi adds. I turn to the girl with pink big box braids leaning into Efe.  I give her a nod and she gives me a Wave.

"I'm Queen. Is that your real hair?" She asked. She seemed nice. I guess.

Duh. "Yeah." I confirm. "I haven't had the time to go to the salon." I add.

She nods with an incredulous look in place. "It's long o and curly. Wow. I wish my hair was this long. What hair supplements do you use?"

I purse my lips. "Hmmm.... I don't do any special treatments if that's what you're asking. It's natural." My hair is Curly and longer than most Nigerian girl's hair.

"Anyways, this is My main gee. Damian. Medical student. You know him." He tells me referring to a dark skinned Fine ass man with a low cut. He was the only one out of all of them who looked decent. Even Temi braided his hair all back and damn is the guy fit.

"I sure do." I say flatly. Damian and I don't get along well. The dude is closed off plus he thinks I'm a snub which I am some times.

His face remains blank as he gives me a nod of acknowledgement.

"I'll go get us some sweets ok?" Temi tells me. I nod. I'm about to take the only empty sit left but instead grabbed another empty chair from the table adjacent to ours for Temi before settling down.

"So are you dating Temi?" Queen asked.

I'm not surprised by her question. It's not the first time I've been asked this question.

"Nah. We just good friends."

She frowns at my reply then turns to her Boyfriend. "Wait. Is this not the same Oma, He talks about all the time?" I hear her ask Efe. He pulls his eyes off his phone glancing at me before turning to his girl. He whispers some thing in her ear and she nods. He then brings his lips to hers. I look away fixing my attention on my phone. I go to my WhatsApp again and busied myself by view people's status.

  I felt Temi's presence before I saw him. Mouth watering cupcakes appeared in front of me with a bottle of cold fanta. Excitement fills me and if we wasn't in public then I would have given him a tight hug.

   Temi somehow convinced me to spend the night at his place. It wasn't that hard to convince me since I really didn't want to spend the night alone. My Cousin Ife wasn't in school yet.

  His place is a three bedroom flat that he shares with Damian and his little brother Femi who is in the same level as me but studying petroleum Engineering.

  I was so tired that the minute we got to his place. I went straight to his room that I've been in one too many times. While he was in the living room playing on his Xbox or Whatever. I decided to take a bath. Once I was out, I pulled on one of his boxer brief and Tshirt. I checked myself in the mirror and it was quite obvious I didn't have a bra on but who cares. It's night and I hate to sleep with a bra on. My ass looked perfect in his briefs so I made a mental note to keep this one.

Sometime in the middle of the night Temi decides to join me in bed and I let him cuddle me.

The next morning I woke up alone in bed and also with a strong urge to pee. I hurried to the bathroom. I didn't wipe the toilet seat before sitting and I felt the wetness on my ass. I got back up cursing loudly when I see it pee.

Guys are hell gross.

I'm startled when I find Temi watching me from the mirror. I glare at him.

"Are you a kid? Aim properly joor." I scold really pissed.

"Good morning to you too Madam." He mutters and It's only then I realised he's shaving.

"You shave?"

He hissed shaking his head. "I true true don suffer for your Hand. I no blame you."

I smile makes it's way to my lips as I grabbed the tissue paper wiping the pee off my ass. Gross. Then off the toilet seat.

"I'm just asking na. Because you don't have any hair on your face."

That's somewhat a lie. I did notice the growing hair. I guess he's one of those guys who don't train beards or goatees. Chris isn't one of those guys too though I love me some strong man with beards well taken care of and of course a Big dick.

I pee, wipe and flush. I take my time to fully analyze The Fine specimen in front of me. Temi is one of those rare Nigerian guys with lean muscled stature and got them eight packs. Mama love me some V-line.

He has all of them only he's a stupid player and a loudmouth.

"Stop giving me that look." Temi mutters snapping ne out of my semi trance.

I smirk. "What look?"

"The sex face. Biting your lips and allat." He says watching me from the mirror. I chuckle watching him wash his face.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I deny. "My brush?" I ask making a gesture for him to place my toothbrush in my hand. He places my toothbrush in my palm giving way for me to use the sink.

I spend most of my time here so it only makes sense to have a toothbrush and Towel here. I don't keep clothes because I don't want Fumi getting the wrong idea. Also because I don't want her taking my stuff.

As I brush my teeth I feel Temi's eyes on me. Watching me intently. I glare at him through the mirror but he didn't stop staring at me.

"Look at 'em fine ass." He mutters pulling at his briefs that I was wearing. He pulled it up so it exposed more of my ass. His rough palm rub my bare thighs.

I spat into the sink and I'm about to speak but he beats me to it.

"Why you gotta do a black man like this?"

I want to tell him to stop but I like the feel of his hands on me. I won't even deny the Chemistry Temi and I share but he probably has the same chemistry with anything with a clean coochie. Temi has made it clear to me over and over again that he wants me but I can't sleep with Temi. I refuse to. I admit that getting away from him is part of the reason I got into a relationship. I don't Love Chris. We don't love eachother. We're probably playing each other. He's a nice guy with a big dick and he knows how to use it.

Sure I want a good Slam from Temi but I know that once that happens I'll want more and Temi cannot give me the committed relationship I want.

"You make me want to Sin. Oma..." His voice comes out deeper than usual.

Goddamn....

I almost forgot I was brushing my teeth. Forget that. I need to get out of this bathroom or I might be the one sinning.

I wash my mouth and rinse my toothbrush then dropped it in the holder where his toothbrush and toothpaste were.

If I thought I was getting away from him so easily I was wrong.

He presses himself against my back. I feel his hard on pressing against my ass.

"Feel how hard you make me Oma." He mutters into my ear and grinds himself on me making me gasp.

I swallow dryly feeling his hand slip underneath his Tshirt I'm wearing. His fingers play with the waist band of the brief.

I snap out of the trance he had me in. I simply cannot be one of his Tramps. He's used to having his way with women and I cannot let him have his way with me.

I prey his hands off me and without a word I leave him in the bathroom to fix himself up. Probably to wank.

My phone rings from somewhere in the room. I find it on his dresser where my purse is too. I see it's Chris calling and guilt settles inside of me.

"Babe?" He says when I answer the call. My lips curl up in a smile.

"Hey." I suddenly felt giddy hearing his voice. I know I said I don't love him and I'm pretty sure he doesn't love me though he tells me he does. Though I know nowadays people misuse the word so it has lost it's value.

"Sorry I didn't call last night. Was caught up in work." He tells me.

"No problem. I quite tired so I slept early." I say combing my fingers through my messy hair trying to make it look less messy.

Chris and I have been dating for about Six months. A little after I lost my little sister. I knew Temi way longer.

Chris is a graduate and now working for his wealthy Uncle. When it comes to computer or the internet Chris knows his way around it. Any other Nigerian guy would go into Yahoo with that kind of Knowledge. I think it's great he wants to work hard and make genuine money.

Chris and I talked some more and I ignored Temi's glares and snorts. Spoilt brat.

"So how's the house hunting going?" He asked and I hear paper shuffling telling me he's busy.

"Well, I found one but it's way over my budget. Like 30k over." I tell him.

"You want me to give you the money? I can give you 50k then you use the rest to buy anything you might need." He offers. The offer was Tempting. Very tempting but I just can't take money from him.

"Is it ok if I pay you back when I can?"

I hear him let out a soft laugh. "You know I won't take it back."

"I guess I'm not accepting it."

"I still have your account details I can just send it."

I groan. "No don't."

"You never accept any help from me." He complains.

I roll my eyes. "All your help involves Money."

"I also offer alot ot Sexual help." He hums and I bite my bottom lip.

He sure does offer great sexual help. Makes me want to get in the next bus to Lag. I miss him.

"Don't distract me joor." I mutter and he laughs.

"Ok ok. Just get a roommate then you two can split the rent 50/50. I know you love your privacy but consider it." He suggests and I hum thoughtfully. I'm one of those few extremely personal people. Who love and cherish their privacy so getting a roommate want an option for me but maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have someone. Also, I remember Zeebah saying she needed a new place before we went on break.

"That's actually not a bad idea. Zee mentioned needing a new place. I'll ask her if she's still interested." I tell him. I could literally hear him smiling.

"That reminds me. I owe the girls an outing."

I roll my eyes. Chris is always looking for an excuse to spend money instead of saving.

"They'll manage."

"You sef eh. Igbo geh." He teases and I laugh. "I'll call you real soon. Ok let me get back to work."

"Oh. Wait. When am I going to see you?"

He sighs. "Soon Baby girl. Love you."

"You too." I hang up before he can say anything about my reply. Saying those words are a big deal to me. Sure I tell my friends I love them that's because I do but it's different with Chris.

Normally when I get into relationships, I feel like I'm on top of the world. It's all exciting and fun but after two weeks or a month top. I fall out of love and I just get sick of it.

I finally realised that maybe that's what's wrong. I keep waiting for them to mess up so I can get out immediately without a broken heart.

I think that's what is going on with Chris. I've been waiting for him to give me a reason to get out. Like having one foot in and the other out ready to leave when things go wrong. So I've decided to give it a try. To finally give my all. It feels like going to a battle unarmed.

"What are you thinking about?" I hear Temi say and I snap out of my trance

I found myself grinning while he frowns at me.

"Nothing."

He eyes me skeptically before going back to doing whatever on his iPhone.

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