The Devil Who Loved Me ~Episode 31

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​Sparrow was infront with the Volvo…Uche was at the back with the Hilux..we were at the middle..i was keeping malice with him, I didn’t talk to him or even tell him thanks, after he helped me with my bags…but he didn’t seem to notice… 
Jafar : are you hungry? I ignored him. 
Jafar: have you called Timi?… I crossed my hands around my chest, I wasn’t going to answer him.. He laughed out..i looked at his fine features, his strong chin and well groomed goatee… 
Me: just take me to Ijebu-Ode..
 Jafar : yes boss… He reached across his car’s cd player and pressed the play button.. It was Britney spears…”Everytime”…one of my best songs… why should this guy play this song now?…As he sang along, I joined him….in no time we were singing and smiling…that is how my malice ended o…chai…
 Notice me Take my hand Why are we Strangers when Our love is strong Why carry on without me? Everytime I try to fly I fall without my wings I feel so small I guess I need you baby And everytime I see you in my dreams I see your face, it’s haunting me I guess I need you baby I make believe That you are here It’s the only way I see clear What have I done You seem to move on easy And everytime I try to fly I fall without my wings I feel so small I guess I need you baby And everytime I see you in my dreams I see your face, you’re haunting me I guess I need you baby I may have made it rain Please forgive me My weakness caused you pain And this song is my sorry Ohhhh At night I pray That soon your face Will fade away And everytime I try to fly I fall without my wings I feel so small I guess I need you baby And everytime I see you in my dreams I see your face, you’re haunting me I guess I need you baby 
When we got to the sharp turn that ushered us into Ijebu-Ode…I stretched my left hand to meet his right hand… 
Me: I will miss you…don’t die…you dare not die!
 Jafar : I will miss you too…I will always be around… 
Me: you know I like you, abi? 
Jafar: I figured that out… 
Me: you like me? Jafar: No!.. I was elated until I saw him grinning… 
Jafar: ofcourse I like you… 
Me: how much? Jafar: very much… 
Me: ‘how’ is very much? He blarred his horn and turned right into a filling-station, where he parked, the Volvo anf Hilux did same..…He relaxed my seat, so that it was almost flat…then he brought his lips closer…I met it half-way…i had been yearning for it since the last time we kissed…I wanted to taste him so that his flavor will remain in my mouth long after he was gone…I wrapped my arms round his neck and pulled him down…felt his chest grind my boobz…I bit his neck gently…ran my hand down his arm…his back…I was wet..i pulled him closer…then we stopped…we had to breath…we hadn’t been breathing… He returned my seat to the normal position…and drove out of the filling station…. I was still breathing deeply…the kiss took my breathe away..
 Jafar : was that enough?… I looked at him…I wanted to run my hand round his face…I wanted to tell him that the past few minutes will last in my memory forever.. 
Me: kindha… At night I pray That soon your face Will fade away Timi was waiting in front of the eatery when we got there…My bags were transferred to the Starlet….After few pleasantries…Jafar and his guys drove off… I was moody. I was glad I was with Timi, I expect him to make me feel better in no time. Although I kept replaying everything that happened between Jafar and myself, I had to focus on the present. 
As Timi drove along, I tried figuring out the best time to tell him that I kissed Jafar..
 Timi : are you okay? You look sad… 
Me: I am good Timi, how far is the apartment? 
Timi: It’s just the next street. Dapo, the guy who owns the place has travelled to Dubai, I have the keys…
 Me: oh..thats good..
 Timi: we are going to have so much fun…I know we are mourning but I will try to make you enjoy yourself.. 
Me: thank you, Timi. 
Timi: don’t thank me, you know I love you… I gave him a squeeze on the shoulder.
 The apartment was a two-bedroom flat, sparsely decorated. As soon as we entered the room, Timi held me close.. 
TImi: you are the most important person to me… 
Me: I am glad dear..
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 TImi: I know we are not where we should be now, but I have no doubt we will get there. I remained in his arms for a while, I looked at his eyes and I saw love and admiration. I told myself I was at the right place.. 
Me: let me take my bath… 
Timi: can I join you?… 
Me: hahahahaha…rubbish boy… I was in the bathroom, as the water splattered against my skin, I found myself thinking about Jafar again, the way he kissed me…held me… I realized I was touching myself so I stopped. When I got back to the bedroom.. Timi had two wraps of beef-burger, a plastic bottle of coke and a plastic bottle of Sprite. I wore an over-sized jersey that Timi had given me, I was naked beneath…
 Timi : Coke or Sprite? 
Me: Sprite… I initially enjoyed the Burger, but I soon got tired of it. Timi was done with his and proceeded to take a shower. I wanted to text Jafar, but I decided against it. I had to make a confession to Timi, that was my priority..i skimmed the Tv for programs to watch, Galaxy TV was the only clear station…I abandoned the Tv. Timi entered the room with only a Towel around his waist. 
Me: Fine boy… He came to me, pushed me so that my back was pressed to the bed. The Jersey I was wearing slid up my thighs..He was on me, I had to spread my legs to accommodate his body. He rested on his elbows… Our faces were inches apart…he wanted to kiss me, but I had to tell him what happened between Jafar and myself before I let him..
 Me: Timi I have to tell you something… He raised his head up, his waist was still on mine, I could still feel the rod-like hardness on me..
 Timi: is it about Jafar? 
Me: yes.. 
Timi: oh my God, don’t tell me you have slept with him… 
Me: No….but I kissed him…twice…
 Timi: thank God you didn’t …. 
Me: you don’t mind that I kissed him? 
Timi: I do but…I know you like him..i just hope I can win all your affection back that you don’t go back to him…I don’t deserve you…I know that…but I want to fight for you.. 
Me : awwwww…so sweet… He came down and kissed me…his hands pressed against my b—-t until he found my n—–s… 
TImi: I miss this… His other hand went beneath the Jersey…he started stroking me… 
Me: Timi , I have something else to tell you… 
Timi: cant we talk later? 
Me: now… 
TImi: what is it, my love? 
Me: I am sorry but I have to break up with you… 
Timi: what? 
Me: I love you…I will always do…you know this…but I am not inlove with you anymore… 
Timi: Jafar right? 
I nodded… He stood up with his arms held akimbo. 
Timi: we can work through this..i understand…let us just build what we had from the scratch.. 
Me: my mind is made up , Timileyin.. 
Timi: over a cultist? 
Me: I am sorry… 
Timi: you are not thinking straight..
 Me: I am…for the first time in a while… 
Timi: so whats next? 
Me: I have to go back to him, I belong with him… 
Timi: what if he doesn’t want you? 
Me: that’s the difference I guess…I love him not because I want him to love me in return…its enough for me just to love him.. I didn’t expect Timi to drive me back to Ago, but I didn’t expect him to dress up and just leave the house like that… I took my bag, wore my slippers and went to look for Taxi, to take me to Ago…to Jafar.. 
To be continued

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