Between The Sheets: All Kinds Of Hard .(19)
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Tolu attempted to shake thoughts of Ni from his mind for the umpteenth time that morning. It had been three weeks since ‘the incident’ and she hadn’t bothered to communicate with him which was very much unlike her.
In the past, she would check in at least once a week. As for him, he had stopped himself every time he had a desire to check in on her just because he knew she hadn’t left his office in a good mood that night.
He picked up his phone and scrolled down to her WhatsApp. She should’ve called him by now. It wasn’t like she wasn’t online. According to what he had seen, she was. He opened up her profile picture and looked at it once more. He had stopped himself from saving the picture claiming that he didn’t need to have it on his phone but why did he always feel the need to open it up and look at her pretty smile.
All of a sudden, the screen changed and he could see that he was getting a call. ‘Amaka’. He couldn’t stop himself from smiling before picking up the call. ‘Hi.’ She laughed ‘Hi. Why do you always pick up the call that way?’ ‘What way?’, he asked. ‘With a deep, official voice.’ Again, he smiled ‘That’s just my voice, baby girl.’ ‘Oh, Please’, she replied. ‘In case you can’t tell, I’m rolling my eyes at you.’ ‘Okay. Noted’, he said expecting the big hiss that he received in return. He shook his head ‘Sometimes, I wonder if I’m speaking with a pretty snake or a pretty woman. I mean, which woman could hold a hiss this long?’ She laughed out loud before saying ‘A woman with a lot of practice Mister!’
There was a short silence but it didn’t matter. He knew she always did that before she could get personal with him. He smiled even wider… He had come to know Amaka well in just three weeks. That was the one thing that he appreciated about her… her easy personality. There was no drama when it came to her. Unlike Anita who had so many layers filled with so many secrets.
He had known her for close to 6 years and he wasn’t even sure that he knew her well enough. He caught himself and remembered who he was speaking with. She was saying something but he wasn’t following. ‘Sorry, I didn’t get that.’ She took a deep breath and said ‘I was saying… or rather I want to say thank you for last night…. No one has ever made me feel that special before.’
‘Amaka, you don’t have to…’ ‘I know but… I want to. You deserve it.’ She spoke with him for a while more before hanging up. Tolu was lost for words. Yes, he had gone out of his way but he didn’t think it warranted such gratitude. Since the week before, he had wanted to do something special with Amaka… something that didn’t involve his office and food that they had ordered so he decided to plan something big with her. He got a dress by himself and he got her some shoes. He even went as far as getting her some makeup – lipsticks and the works. The girls at the store had really hooked him up and all he had done was retrieve a video/pictures of her so they could make their assumptions and conclusions about what she would need.
By the time he went to retrieve everything from the store, he had a bag of cosmetics that he could barely name and the beautiful black dress that he had picked along with the Tom Ford shoes that the girls had sworn would drive his girl crazy. It had cost him a near-pretty sum (after he had bargained hard with them) but the cost was worth the mixture of shock and amazement that was on her face as she went through the items in the bag. She went through each and every item and she squealed through it all. He didn’t know that women loved makeup so much.
He had asked her to take her to get dressed and he had left his office and excused himself to the design room where he continued working. It must’ve been an hour before she told him that she was ready and he headed up. He groaned as he remembered the way she looked in that sexy halter dress. The dress hugged her body like a second skin and it gave him a HD view of her curves.
He could barely stop himself from doing a 360 around her while she stood at a standstill blushing all the way. How many times had he told her that she was beautiful? He couldn’t even count. He ended every conversation with those words. When he revealed the shoes (which he had saved for last), he got the exact reaction that he had hoped for- A big hug and kisses but that was not all. It was just ‘Part A’ of his entire plan.
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