First let me tell you Dafe is. Apart from the fact that he was Mrs.Obie’s Godson and
the director of P.R., Dafe was the cockiest sonuvabitch I had ever met in my entire
life. Poise was generally known for giving young people chances which explain why
we have a lot of twenty-something’s heading our departments. Now back to Dafe: Some
months ago he set up a meeting for both of us at Tea tree. I thought it was
something about work but how wrong I was. He made a lame attempt to bring work in
but i knew was totally hitting on me. He had arranged for us to be the only ones in
the restaurant. The fool even tried to kiss me! If he was being sweet, I would have
at least stayed till the end of the diner and explained gently to him how nothing
and nobody could make me cheat on my husband. But the fool was so arrogant! So he’s
a fine boy? Who cares? He was even on Exquisite Magazine’s list of top 20 bachelors.
Abegi! Layefa was in TNM’s top 25 young and successful men last year, so there! Dafe
talked like he had the keys to Lagos in the palm of his hand. Even when I rose to
leave telling him I was going to meet my husband, he acted all “Well, it’s your
loss”. Since that night, we’ve managed to stay out of each other’s way. Until today,
I closed my mouth and stared straight ahead of me. He didn’t deserve even a muffled
hello. I raised my hand to smoothen my hair.
“Don’t worry your hair looks fine” he said with a lopsided grin (I saw from the
corner of my eye). I didn’t even say anything in reply. I just continued humming
along with the music. Just as the doors opened on the 3rd floor, he called out, “See
you around, Delores” and walked out. I hurriedly got out too before the doors shut.
I walked into the head of department’s secretary’s office quickly before I could run
into anyone else.
“Ah! Good evening Mrs. Thompson!” the secretary who I’m sure I wasn’t really older
than greeted rising from her desk. “Good evening! Are you guys done with the
articles?” I asked taking a seat. She looked like they had just been busted. She
started stammering explaining how her boss had everything under control. I chuckled
inside then said, “No pressure, no pressure. The deadline’s not today abi? I was
just passing by.” I swiped one of the free samples of organic lip balm from her
table then headed back upstairs to check on Kiki.
“So??? What happened? What did he say? You guys good?” I interrogated bursting into
my office. Kiki was all smiles typing away on her blackberry. She didn’t even look
up at me, “Huh?” “Kiki! Answer me naww” I pestered. She typed some more then tossed
her silky Indian weave aside. She finally acknowledged me. “What did you say naww? I
just heard a mumble of different sounds”. Look at this mumu girl oh. I laughed.
Everything was probably good with IK now that was why she could be doing me like
this. “Kiki! Stop it! Just tell me!” she smiled, “Okay fine. He said he was sorry
for everything. I said I was sorry for avoiding his messages. He said he missed me.
That we should get together for dinner. Told him I couldn’t then-” “WHAT??? Why
would you say that”, I cut in. “I told you before naww. I have a date with Tobi.”
She replied like I was getting on her nerves.
I raised my hands in surrender and walked round to my side of the desk. i shut down
my computer while Kiki continued with her typing. Ten minutes later, we had packed
up our stuff and were headed home. I headed for the elevator while she headed for
the stairs. As a health rule Kiki always took the stairs. We waved goodbye and I
made a mental note to check out that suspicious Tobi character.