THE PERFECT MAN Episode 17 The man in blue was definitely a hunk. He got up and walked up to my table. Upon his arrival, I took time to study him a little bit. My eyes traced his tall skinny figure, from his neatly packed ponytail to his Yeezy footwear. The closer he came, the better I could see him. He had a swagger to the way he walked, as if he had no bother in the world. But i could tell he was definitely nervous. It wasn't new. I waa known to have that effect on men. His eyes were glued to the floor, not a trait of a confident man. It was cute in a way. But a ponytail, my father would definitely freak out if I brought home this dude. But we weren't there yet. This was just a casual meet, nothing serious. 'Hey pretty lady, can I join you,' he asked, still a feet away from me 'Yea, yea, feel free,' I responded, still evaluating him. As Nneka had taught me, I looked at his ring finger and thankfully, it was empty. Lagos married men had the knack for chasing young girls. I didn't want my face to be disfugured by acid from a furious married woman. Although being empty did not mean he was unmarried, but at that point, it helped my conscience. He wore a tightly fit blue shirt that helped show his biceps and triceps. I liked what i was seeing, so i gradually warmed up to him. 'My name is Olumide, I'm a tech consultant at Octopus.' I knew Octopus, Nneka had once dated someone from there. I knew that most handsome and rich guys worked there, but I didn't know what they did exactly. All I knew was that it sounded impressive. From his name, I inferred he was yoruba. Yea, Olumide was definitely a yoruba name. Add that to the ponytail, my mum would probably have a heart attack. But since it was to test the waters, I decided to indulge him 'I'm kamsi, a journalist in the states, but I just came around to visit my parents,' 'Wow, Kamsi. Not to sound cheesy, you have a beautiful name.' 'Thanks.' 'So any time limit to your stay in Nigeria?' 'To be honest, I dunno, I just got in. But let's see how it goes.' 'Well, you are here now. That's what matters most. So how long were you away for?' He was an easy person to talk to. I opened up to him on so many issues, excluding Bryan. He was actually fun to be with and I loved his smile. He smiled like he owned the world. He ordered a barbecued fish and we finished it almost immediately. It was the most I had eaten since I got back. If someone looked at us now, he would be forgiven if he assumed we were on a date. I looked at the time, it was getting late. I didn't want to have a face off with my folks, so I told him I had to go and got up. 'It was really nice talking to you, but sadly I have to go,' I said, picking up my phone and purse 'Yea, me too. The pleasure is all mine. Can I walk you to your car,' he asked, getting up as well And so we walked to my car. He cracked some jokes on the way and I laughed out loud. He been to florida too and he was giving me gists of his encounter with the ladies. It was really nice talking to him. 'Kamsi, can I see you again,' he asked in a hard but sexy voice. I had to think about that. Being yoruba meant he was in the same class as Bryan. My parents would throw another fit, if not worse. But if I was being truthful, I was actually looking forward to seeing him again. I took another long look at him and tried to weigh the pros and cons. The only con was my parents. There were at least two pros- he would be fun at least till Nneka got back and he could keep my mind off Bryan, so I nodded. Tbc


'Yea you can.'

'Tomorrow?'

Tomorrow would not be ideal. In as much as i wanted to see him, I didn't want to rush things, neither did I want to seem eager nor make him fall for me

'The day after would be fine. Here, have my number, let's keep in touch.'

I called out my phone number and he dialed it on his phone. He leaned in, hugged me and said goodbye. I noticed his body was a good fit for mine. I entered my car and drove away. The night was fun after all. I got to eat fish and I had an interesting conversation with someone that wasn't Tochi, my mum or Nneka. As far as I was concerned, that was progress.

I shifted Olumide to the back of my mind as soon as I walked into my living room. My dad was seated on the sofa, watching 10pm news. I greeted him and continued my journey upstairs, but his voice drew me back

'Your mother and I are travelling this Saturday to the village. Since you have refused to go back to florida, I think it's better you join us,' he said

It was only my dad that could put florida and village in one sentence without blinking.

'Daddy, I don't want to go to the village,'

'And why is that,' he asked

'I send some articles to my boss online everyday. You know there is no network in the village,' I replied

'When last did you go to the village for you to conclude that there's no network?'

'Dad, pls let's not argue about that. I've spoken to you when you were in the village and you told me yourself that the network was bad.'

'Ok. No problem. Remain in Lagos.'

'Thanks dad.' I breathed a sigh of relief and made to go upstairs again.

'So what are your plans kamsi?' He wasn't done.

'What plans dad?'

'I mean job, marriage and kids. You should have plans. You are not getting any younger.'

I was shocked. This was the last thing I expected my father to ask me. This was the same man that turned down my fiance at a glance. I sighed

'Dad, I have a job. I send articles and I get paid for them.'

'That's good. So what of husband and children,' he asked

'I'm not planning to marry again. And you helped by rejecting the love of my, Bryan,'

'Ok o. Keep deceiving yourself. You think it's me you are doing? I'm just asking because at a certain age, I'm expected to ask. If you like, don't marry again. That one is you and your mother's concern.'

And with that, he continued watching the tv. I was dismissed. I stormed up the stairs in a blind rage. Such nerves my father had to bring up marriage and kids. I walked into my room and saw my mum lying on my bed

'Mummy pls I'm not in the mood,' I spoke up before she had the chance to annoy me further

'Which mood are you in kamsi?'

'Imagine daddy asking me about husband and kids. Nobody should annoy me in this house o.'

'Kamsi why won't he ask you? If he doesn't ask you, who will ask you? Ehn kamsi,' she was screaming now.

So like my parents to gang up on me this way. They didn't think about kids when they practically chased Bryan away. They had successfully made be think about Bryan again. Someone I was trying my best to forget. I sat at the dresser, opened my laptop and switched it on. I entered facebook and went straight to his Facebook profile again. There was a new picture. It was another picture of him and the same woman but this time, there was a caption

'with aunt Stacy'

A smile creeped into my face. She was his aunt. But she didn't look like an aunt. She looked like... My phone ringing interrupted my thoughts. I reached for it and picked it, my eyes still on aunt stacy

'Hello angel.'

It was Olumide. Tbc
THE PERFECT MAN Episode 17 The man in blue was definitely a hunk. He got up and walked up to my table. Upon his arrival, I took time to study him a little bit. My eyes traced his tall skinny figure, from his neatly packed ponytail to his Yeezy footwear. The closer he came, the better I could see him. He had a swagger to the way he walked, as if he had no bother in the world. But i could tell he was definitely nervous. It wasn't new. I waa known to have that effect on men. His eyes were glued to the floor, not a trait of a confident man. It was cute in a way. But a ponytail, my father would definitely freak out if I brought home this dude. But we weren't there yet. This was just a casual meet, nothing serious. 'Hey pretty lady, can I join you,' he asked, still a feet away from me 'Yea, yea, feel free,' I responded, still evaluating him. As Nneka had taught me, I looked at his ring finger and thankfully, it was empty. Lagos married men had the knack for chasing young girls. I didn't want my face to be disfugured by acid from a furious married woman. Although being empty did not mean he was unmarried, but at that point, it helped my conscience. He wore a tightly fit blue shirt that helped show his biceps and triceps. I liked what i was seeing, so i gradually warmed up to him. 'My name is Olumide, I'm a tech consultant at Octopus.' I knew Octopus, Nneka had once dated someone from there. I knew that most handsome and rich guys worked there, but I didn't know what they did exactly. All I knew was that it sounded impressive. From his name, I inferred he was yoruba. Yea, Olumide was definitely a yoruba name. Add that to the ponytail, my mum would probably have a heart attack. But since it was to test the waters, I decided to indulge him 'I'm kamsi, a journalist in the states, but I just came around to visit my parents,' 'Wow, Kamsi. Not to sound cheesy, you have a beautiful name.' 'Thanks.' 'So any time limit to your stay in Nigeria?' 'To be honest, I dunno, I just got in. But let's see how it goes.' 'Well, you are here now. That's what matters most. So how long were you away for?' He was an easy person to talk to. I opened up to him on so many issues, excluding Bryan. He was actually fun to be with and I loved his smile. He smiled like he owned the world. He ordered a barbecued fish and we finished it almost immediately. It was the most I had eaten since I got back. If someone looked at us now, he would be forgiven if he assumed we were on a date. I looked at the time, it was getting late. I didn't want to have a face off with my folks, so I told him I had to go and got up. 'It was really nice talking to you, but sadly I have to go,' I said, picking up my phone and purse 'Yea, me too. The pleasure is all mine. Can I walk you to your car,' he asked, getting up as well And so we walked to my car. He cracked some jokes on the way and I laughed out loud. He been to florida too and he was giving me gists of his encounter with the ladies. It was really nice talking to him. 'Kamsi, can I see you again,' he asked in a hard but sexy voice. I had to think about that. Being yoruba meant he was in the same class as Bryan. My parents would throw another fit, if not worse. But if I was being truthful, I was actually looking forward to seeing him again. I took another long look at him and tried to weigh the pros and cons. The only con was my parents. There were at least two pros- he would be fun at least till Nneka got back and he could keep my mind off Bryan, so I nodded. Tbc THE PERFECT MAN 
Episode 17

The man in blue was definitely a hunk. He got up and walked up to my table. Upon his arrival, I took time to study him a little bit. My eyes traced his tall skinny figure, from his neatly packed ponytail to his Yeezy footwear. The closer he came, the better I could see him. He had a swagger to the way he walked, as if he had no bother in the world. But i could tell he was definitely nervous. It wasn't new. I waa known to have that effect on men. His eyes were glued to the floor, not a trait of a confident man. It was cute in a way. But a ponytail, my father would definitely freak out if I brought home this dude. But we weren't there yet. This was just a casual meet, nothing serious.

'Hey pretty lady, can I join you,' he asked, still a feet away from me

'Yea, yea, feel free,' I responded, still evaluating him.

As Nneka had taught me, I looked at his ring finger and thankfully, it was empty. Lagos married men had the knack for chasing young girls. I didn't want my face to be disfugured by acid from a furious married woman. Although being empty did not mean he was unmarried, but at that point, it helped my conscience. He wore a tightly fit blue shirt that helped show his biceps and triceps. I liked what i was seeing, so i gradually warmed up to him.

'My name is Olumide, I'm a tech consultant at Octopus.'

I knew Octopus, Nneka had once dated someone from there. I knew that most handsome and rich guys worked there, but I didn't know what they did exactly. All I knew was that it sounded impressive. From his name, I inferred he was yoruba. Yea, Olumide was definitely a yoruba name. Add that to the ponytail, my mum would probably have a heart attack. But since it was to test the waters, I decided to indulge him

'I'm kamsi, a journalist in the states, but I just came around to visit my parents,'

'Wow, Kamsi. Not to sound cheesy, you have a beautiful name.'

'Thanks.'

'So any time limit to your stay in Nigeria?'  

'To be honest, I dunno, I just got in. But let's see how it goes.'

'Well, you are here now. That's what matters most. So how long were you away for?'

He was an easy person to talk to. I opened up to him on so many issues, excluding Bryan. He was actually fun to be with and I loved his smile. He smiled like he owned the world. He ordered a barbecued fish and we finished it almost immediately. It was the most I had eaten since I got back. If someone looked at us now, he would be forgiven if he assumed we were on a date. I looked at the time, it was getting late. I didn't want to have a face off with my folks,  so I told him I had to go and got up.

'It was really nice talking to you, but sadly I   have to go,' I said, picking up my phone and purse

'Yea, me too. The pleasure is all mine. Can I walk you to your car,' he asked, getting up as well

And so we walked to my car. He cracked some jokes on the way and I laughed out loud. He been to florida too and he was giving me gists of his encounter with the ladies. It was really nice talking to him.

'Kamsi, can I see you again,' he asked in a hard but sexy voice.

I had to think about that. Being yoruba meant he was in the same class as Bryan. My parents would throw another fit, if not worse. But if I was being truthful, I was actually looking forward to seeing him again. I took another long look at him and tried to weigh the pros and cons. The only con was my parents. There were at least two pros- he would be fun at least till Nneka got back and he could keep my mind off Bryan, so I nodded. Tbc Reviewed by De SOUL ENERGIZER on July 15, 2017 Rating: 5

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