THE PERFECT MAN Episode 6 Fifteen minutes later, we were still at the junction. Traffic! One of the reasons I didn't miss lagos. A bus had collided with a taxi and all hell was let loose. I kept glancing at my wristwatch. If it were in a more civilised country where insurance worked, they would have resolved this amicably, or the cops would have been involved. Well this was Lagos. Yelling and threats of murder seemed to be their own way of doing things. 'Aunty don't worry,' Nchedo said, distracting me, 'it will clear up soon.' 'Thank you darling,' I replied, looking up at him. He had grown bigger. Puberty suited him. He was about thirteen when I left. Now Nineteen and macho, he was definitely going to break a lot of hearts soon. I glimpsed at my watch again. 8:25pm. There was no point going ahead. There was no how I could reach Primak and get back home before 9pm. The odds were definitely stacked against me. I tapped Nchedo. 'Let's turn and go home.' 'Aunty mba o, let's wait five more minutes,' He looked worried. It was probably because of the dressing down he would receive from Nneka. He came down from the vehicle and walked forward a bit, I hoped he could see the gridlock and alternatively turn the vehicle. He walked back, but this time to my side. He knocked on the window and I rolled it down. 'Aunty, i know you are just coming back from yankee, but can you enter okada and be going, I will come with the car as soon as it clears up,' he said. I thought about it. The last time I had entered one of them bikes, the exhaust pipe burnt my leg, leaving a permanent scar. Since that incident, coupled with my mum's threat of killing me herself if I ever entered one again, I had stayed clear of them. But this was for Bryan and my mum wasn't here. What she didn't know would not kill her. I nodded my head immediately. He flagged down a bike instantly. They bargained and he paid him. 'Oga take am easy o. No drive like a mad person o.' he warned the bike man. I made another mental note to send down the latest play station for him when I got back to florida. I got on the bike and it zoomed off straight away. Within 30 seconds, we were at Primak Hotel. I walked straight in, into the reception lounge. The receptionist was sitting on the sofa watching some Mexican soap on the television. She saw me and it took her all of five minutes to walk down to her desk. I was pissed but I had to maintain my cool. 'Good evening ma, welcome to Primak hotel, I'm Oge, what can I do for you?' 'Thank you. I'm here to see Bryan, a white, tall dude, I dropped him off like three hours ago.' 'His room number pls,' she said, picking up her intercom. Shit! I had no idea. I didn't even remember to ask my parents if they reserved a room for him because the plan was to bring him home and then give him one of the guest rooms we had. 'Sorry, I really don't know his room number for now,' I replied, hoping this receptionist was not a hard ball player. Tbc

'Ok, call his mobile phone and ask him,' she said, offering another option.

I reached into the bag Nneka had given me and pulled out the mobile phone and sim card I had gotten for him. I displayed them for her to see.

'We just got into the country now, I came to give this to him,' I said.

'Aunty, I can't do anything for you o,' she went on 'it is against company policy to give out information on our clients.'

'Excuse me pls, I'm not asking for any information on your client. I just want you to call his room number and tell him Kamsi is here,' I replied, turning on my American accent.

I was getting agitated. I glanced at my wrist watch again, it was 8:42pm. I was three minutes away from clawing this girl's face.

'Sit down there, let me call the manager,' she said pointing to the sofa.

I knew I was defeated. I turned around to walk to the sofa. I was yet to put my sim in the phone. Nneka would have started trying to reach me. Today definitely was one of the worst days of my life and it wasn't over yet. I was on the verge of crying when I heard him.

'Hey baby.'

I turned around and I saw him. The love of my life, walking down the stairs and towards me. I ran to him and jumped on him. The receptionist and the supposed manager were the audience to this public display of affection. He kissed me full on the lips. As he tried to break the kiss, I reached to the back of his head to hold it in place. This could be the only action that I would receive tonight and I had to make it last.

The manager cleared his throat. He was keen to avoid the soft porn that was about to take place in his reception lounge. There was a reason they provided rooms. Bryan lifted me off my feet and carried me up the stairs. I let my head drop so I could see the receptionist one last time. She was still watching us. The Mexican soap on TV had nothing on us. My gaze dropped to the entrance, I saw Nchedo. He gave me a thumbs up and walked in to sit on the sofa perhaps.

I thought about Nneka. She had said I had an hour. But here I was, my head resting on his chest, his hand lifting me while the other opened the room door. He dropped me on the bed and proceeded to take off his shirt, flexing his biceps as he did so. I drooled at the sight, like i had done a thousand times before. The rest of the world could go to hell (well, asides Nneka and Nchedo though), I was where I was destined to be. I took a second to look at the wall clock, it was 9:05pm. The night was still young. Tbc
THE PERFECT MAN Episode 6 Fifteen minutes later, we were still at the junction. Traffic! One of the reasons I didn't miss lagos. A bus had collided with a taxi and all hell was let loose. I kept glancing at my wristwatch. If it were in a more civilised country where insurance worked, they would have resolved this amicably, or the cops would have been involved. Well this was Lagos. Yelling and threats of murder seemed to be their own way of doing things. 'Aunty don't worry,' Nchedo said, distracting me, 'it will clear up soon.' 'Thank you darling,' I replied, looking up at him. He had grown bigger. Puberty suited him. He was about thirteen when I left. Now Nineteen and macho, he was definitely going to break a lot of hearts soon. I glimpsed at my watch again. 8:25pm. There was no point going ahead. There was no how I could reach Primak and get back home before 9pm. The odds were definitely stacked against me. I tapped Nchedo. 'Let's turn and go home.' 'Aunty mba o, let's wait five more minutes,' He looked worried. It was probably because of the dressing down he would receive from Nneka. He came down from the vehicle and walked forward a bit, I hoped he could see the gridlock and alternatively turn the vehicle. He walked back, but this time to my side. He knocked on the window and I rolled it down. 'Aunty, i know you are just coming back from yankee, but can you enter okada and be going, I will come with the car as soon as it clears up,' he said. I thought about it. The last time I had entered one of them bikes, the exhaust pipe burnt my leg, leaving a permanent scar. Since that incident, coupled with my mum's threat of killing me herself if I ever entered one again, I had stayed clear of them. But this was for Bryan and my mum wasn't here. What she didn't know would not kill her. I nodded my head immediately. He flagged down a bike instantly. They bargained and he paid him. 'Oga take am easy o. No drive like a mad person o.' he warned the bike man. I made another mental note to send down the latest play station for him when I got back to florida. I got on the bike and it zoomed off straight away. Within 30 seconds, we were at Primak Hotel. I walked straight in, into the reception lounge. The receptionist was sitting on the sofa watching some Mexican soap on the television. She saw me and it took her all of five minutes to walk down to her desk. I was pissed but I had to maintain my cool. 'Good evening ma, welcome to Primak hotel, I'm Oge, what can I do for you?' 'Thank you. I'm here to see Bryan, a white, tall dude, I dropped him off like three hours ago.' 'His room number pls,' she said, picking up her intercom. Shit! I had no idea. I didn't even remember to ask my parents if they reserved a room for him because the plan was to bring him home and then give him one of the guest rooms we had. 'Sorry, I really don't know his room number for now,' I replied, hoping this receptionist was not a hard ball player. Tbc THE PERFECT MAN 
Episode 6

Fifteen minutes later, we were still at the junction. Traffic! One of the reasons I didn't miss lagos. A bus had collided with a taxi and all hell was let loose. I kept glancing at my wristwatch. If it were in a more civilised country where insurance worked, they would have resolved this amicably, or the cops would have been involved. Well this was Lagos. Yelling and threats of murder seemed to be their own way of doing things.

'Aunty don't worry,' Nchedo said, distracting me, 'it will clear up soon.'

'Thank you darling,' I replied, looking up at him.

He had grown bigger. Puberty suited him. He was about thirteen when I left. Now Nineteen and macho, he was definitely going to break a lot of hearts soon.

I glimpsed at my watch again. 8:25pm. There was no point going ahead. There was no how I could reach Primak and get back home before 9pm. The odds were definitely stacked against me. I tapped Nchedo.
  
'Let's turn and go home.'

'Aunty mba o, let's wait five more minutes,'

He looked worried. It was probably because of the dressing down he would receive from Nneka. He came down from the vehicle and walked forward a bit, I hoped he could see the gridlock and alternatively turn the vehicle. 
He walked back, but this time to my side. He knocked on the window and I rolled it down.

'Aunty,  i know you are just coming back from yankee,  but can you enter okada and be going, I will come with the car as soon as it clears up,' he said.

I thought about it. The last time I had entered one of them bikes, the exhaust pipe burnt my leg, leaving a permanent scar. Since that incident, coupled with my mum's threat of killing me herself if I ever entered one again, I had stayed clear of them. But this was for Bryan and my mum wasn't here. What she didn't know would not kill her. I nodded my head immediately. He flagged down a bike instantly. They bargained and he paid him.

'Oga take am easy o. No drive like a mad person o.' he warned the bike man.

I made another mental note to send down the latest play station for him when I got back to florida.

I got on the bike and it zoomed off straight away. Within 30 seconds, we were at Primak Hotel. I walked straight in, into the reception lounge. The receptionist was sitting on the sofa watching some Mexican soap on the television. She saw me and it took her all of five minutes to walk down to her desk. I was pissed but I had to maintain my cool.

'Good evening ma, welcome to Primak hotel, I'm Oge, what can I do for you?'

'Thank you. I'm here to see Bryan, a white, tall dude, I dropped him off like three hours ago.'

'His room number pls,' she said, picking up her intercom.

Shit! I had no idea. I didn't even remember to ask my parents if they reserved a room for him because the plan was to bring him home and then give him one of the guest rooms we had.

'Sorry, I really don't know his room number for now,' I replied, hoping this receptionist was not a hard ball player.
Tbc Reviewed by De SOUL ENERGIZER on July 10, 2017 Rating: 5

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