Dipo was shaking his head. “Not spending my Sunday working. Monday then.” His eyes stayed on Esohe. “And this must be BB.” His face creased into a smile.Read More
“I don’t plan on forcing myself on you. There’s nothing manly about it.” He continued. “I’ve never done it and don’t intend to start now. Especially not with you.” He paused briefly. “When we make love, and we will…” He reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear, compelling her to meet his gaze headlong. “…it will be like the kiss we shared a while ago. Consensual. You’ll want me as much as I want you.” His lips curved into a small smile at the thought. “It would be pleasurable, and we’d bask in the afterglow of that explosive meeting.”Read More
But it is a vicious cycle, this reading and writing. In order to write well, one must read regularly, vigorously, voraciously, widely. Most times, like in the last couple of weeks, I ask myself: how do I combine both when I have daily writing targets and a day job? Where do I find the space to steal a few hours (or in my case, minutes) of reading time to boost my brain power and give fuel to an unfolding plot? Because, more often than not, inspiration lies between the pages of any good read and can take my current plot (and future works) in delicious directions.Read More
A rush of emotions engulfed him simultaneously. The delight at her presence. Her choice of welcome. The unexpectedness of it yet extremely pleasing and totally welcoming. Her jasmine scent assaulting his senses. Their combination instinctively sent his arms sliding down her back to rest on her waist, moulding her supple curves to the hard contours of his.
Her soft lips parted under his urgent ones as he kissed her right back, taking charge of her spontaneity. She closed her eyes and sighed, savouring the taste of him as a delicious shiver ran down her spine.Read More
“And this…” She thrust the envelope at Esohe. “…is for Saturday. I hope you have no prior engagements. I meant to give you last week.” Her employee took the proffered envelope but didn’t attempt to open it yet. “It’s a gala organized by B & I for their charity.” A small, knowing smile began to tug at the corner of her mouth until Mrs Osula’s next words. “You can go with Mr. Williams if he doesn’t have a plus one already.”Read More
“I don’t know. I’ve known the man less than a month and here I am missing him. I mean he’s been away for only two weeks! I like being with him, talking with…”
“Una don kiss?” Alero interjected crudely.
Esohe blushed. “Not yet but I’d love to.” She buried her face in her palms.Read More
A sneer waiting to happen on his lips, his eyes raked over the couple. “Are you the one screwing my wife, mister?” His accusatory tone directed at Eddie whose hand instinctively closed protectively around Esohe.
No sooner had she recovered from his sudden appearance did his words knock the wind out of her again. “Folarin!” She gasped.Read More
“We’ll trail you until you get home.” Eddie walked her to her car parked beside his.
“There’s no need for that. I’ll be…” She began.
“I’ve kept you away until now, Esohe.” He interrupted her. “Until you’re safely back there, then I can start mine. And no, I will not use my ‘phone to track your progress.”Read More
Jennifer patted her friend’s free hand. “It’s okay if you want to take your time in talking about him. Something tells me it would be worth the wait.”
Both women glanced in the direction of the men again just in time to witness all three of them erupt in laughter.
For the next few seconds, his eyes ping-ponged between the infant and the woman bearing her, trying to fathom the similarities, the familial resemblance, the connection to go with the complimentary quip probably at the edge of his lips. But he found none and was at a loss as to how to express this observation politely.Read More