I woke up with a banging head and a rumbling stomach. It was like my head was being hammered and would be shattered in any minute. I looked at the other side and saw Richard sleeping soundly.
I stood up and went into the kitchen to fetch a pack of juice. I poured myself a glass of juice and drank it at a go. I took part of the food from yesterday and put it in the microwave. I poured myself another glass and sipped. In no time, I was eating at the table in the kitchen. I was so famished that I did not notice Richard’s presence.
“I am also hungry” I was startled on hearing his voice but I gained composure almost immediately.
“Good morning”, I said and stood up to fix him something. We would be preparing for church anytime soon and I was already envisaging a very long day now that I did not plan to talk to Richard.
I ignored his ‘how was your night’ reply and focused on what I was doing. I put the food in the microwave and I turned only to find Richard right in front of me.
“Allow me” I said staring past him but he did not give in. I stared into his eyes with a renewed anger propelled by the remembrance of his cold utterances the night before and repeated my earlier statement. Richard closed the distance between us and covered my mouth with his in a deep long kiss. My anger just seeped out of me with each passing second. When we broke the kiss, he looked into my eyes.
“I am sorry. I should not have behaved the way I did yesterday, I was just so angry at the moment” he said. I pounded his chest in a play-like manner and said,
“don’t you ever do that. You really got my blood boiling” He smiled softly and kissed me again and the sound of the microwave separated us. We laughed, ate our food and prepared for church.
The headache was nowhere to be found when we were through. Monday happened on us and we were in for another week of work. In order to have enough time for each other, Richard had rearranged the roaster in the main hospital and I had done likewise in BRP Hospital (Best Result Psychology Hospital). We were not to work on weekends except exceedingly critical cases.
Richard was already in his black pants and shirt around 7 o’clock and I stretched lazily on the bed. Richard picked up his tie and smacked my buttock.
“c’mon, get your lazy butt out of bed pretty, it is Monday morning.”
“oh… leave me alone joor. If you had allowed me to sleep peacefully yesterday, I would not feel so weak”, I retorted. He smiled, looked at my fragile form on the bed and shook his head.
“you should have known better than to put on that tempting lingerie. Where the hell did you get it by the way?” I snickered, got out of bed, went to the wardrobe and pulled out another tie.
“you don’t need to know that baby boy. Your fashion sense is so outdated” I said and replaced the tie he had on. I knotted it and adjusted it in the right places. “yes. Perfect”, I said in delight examining him after a job well done.
He stood there, looking at me with a smile playing on his face. His eyes roamed my body slowly making me feel self conscious and uncomfortable. I looked at myself and saw what it was – I was clad in his night robe which was extremely big for me. The sleeve was too long that it covered my entire arm including my fingers while the gown spread out on the floor like the tail of a wedding gown.
I smiled, imagining what I must look like and started laughing. Richard laughed slightly and pulled me into his arms.
“you look like a five years old girl in her mothers clothes” he said and I raised my chin defiantly. “but even in this over-sized gown, you are more than enough temptation” I blushed and tip-toed to kiss him but he backed away at the last minute leaving me stunned. He covered his nose with two fingers.
“sorry honey, I very much wanna devour your mouth but you’ve got bad breath today”. Alarmed and embarrassed, I examined my mouth and did not perceive any offensive odor. I frowned , raised my gaze to him and saw him grinning gaily. I folded my fist and would have landed it right in his stomach if he hadn’t jumped out of the way. He grabbed his briefcase and hurried out of the room.
“I love you”, he said and jumped out of the room in time to avoid the shoe I threw in his direction. I continued to stare at the door moments after his departure and smiled. ‘I would so get my revenge’ I said to myself as I entered the bathroom to prepare for another week.
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“Today is a dream come true”, Oyinade said as she gazed at herself in the mirror. Oyinade is someone you would say has excess of everything. She is neither fat nor slim, she is somewhere between. She has a bust that gives her a tough time with tops, though, she would gladly reveal her cleavage for all eyes to feast on.
Her backside was also a perfect match with the load she had in front. Following Ronke’s lecture on ‘firsthand innocent appearance’, she had searched for a cloth that is cooperate and does not reveal too much of her God- given asset but did not find any so she went shopping, thanks to a very good account.
It hadn’t been easy getting into BRH. She had given up her well-paying job in a growing hospital when she heard of the vacancy in Best Results Hospital. Several people went for the job with breath-taking qualifications,though she was also very good, she knew that she would have to go the extra-mile.
After scaling through to the final interview, she had deliberately dressed to seduce, knowing from research that mostly men handled interviews in BRH. The two men could barely take their eyes off her body as they asked questions that were irrelevant to medical environment.
After the interview, she had roamed the environment until all the candidates were out. She sighted one of the interviewers, approached him and found her way into his bed, sealing her place in BRH. There surely is no place in Nigeria without corruption.
“Today, I finally meet Richard Branson after years of day-dreaming”, she thought with a smile. “He would soon realize that I am far better than that barren tramp he has in his mansion”.
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To be continued