

He met Hajia on a day he wasn’t even hunting. Osezua had gone to the hospital to visit a friend who had undergone a major surgery when he saw her alight from a chauffeur driven, hunter green BMW. She looked like she was made of money. Regal was the only word he could think of. She was light skinned, with an effervescence that was peculiar to some North-Eastern Nigerians.
He wondered if he could ever have a
shot with someone like her. Dripping with diamond and looking stunning for a
woman of a particular age.
He stole another glance at her,
their eyes met and he quickly averted his eyes, but not before seeing her
smirk.
Damn! He had messed this up
thought, he should have kept his gaze locked and not let her think him
intimidated.
He turned around to redeem himself,
but she had walked away.
He came back to the reception a few
minutes later to make a call when he saw her again. She was looking intently at
a documentary on contemporary art and he knew this was fate giving him a second
chance.
He dug into his inner Barry White
and asked ‘Are you a collector?’
‘Are
you an artist?’ she asked without turning around. He
sensed she knew it was him. Her perfume was making him heady, sensual and all
feminine.
‘No’
he said ‘just a young man with a penchant
for all things exquisite’ He added suggestively.
She turned around, her eyes as cold
as steel, up close she was even more stunning and breathe taking. She reminded
Osezua of one of the senators from his state. He willed himself not to look
away.
He held her gaze this time and she
smiled, a smile that did not quite get to her eyes but did not diminish her
aura.
‘Are you obedient?’ she asked pointedly
‘Depends
on who is instructing?’ he replied
‘I’ll
be’
she said, scrutinizing him unabashedly. ‘So,
are you obedient?’ she asked again
Osezua looked at her and said ‘I am loyal and…’
She cut him mid-sentence. ‘I have a Daschund, Yoshi it its name. Yoshi
is loyal but not very obedient. Two different virtues Mr.…?’ she waited for
him to complete it.
‘Osezua Omijie’ he added quickly.
He was not thrilled at the comparison with her dog, but she didn’t seem
like one who should be kept waiting.
She whipped out a business card
from a cold case holder. He reached for it and she held it back for a second ‘Write down your number behind my card, I
will call you if I have a reason to’
He did as she instructed and she
walked away without telling leaving her name.
He hoped she would call, but he
also wanted her to respect him a little, so he did not ask either.
She called him a week later and he
heard ‘So, Osezua Omijie, loyalty or
obedience’ she asked the minute he said ‘hello’
‘Who
is this?’ he feigned ignorance with fingers crossed that she
did not hang up the phone.
‘Meet me at Chop Sticks in Maitama at 9pm, you do know where that is?’
she asked as though he wasn’t expected to know.
‘I know they make a crisp and tasty breaded prawn’ he said
‘A simple yes would have sufficed’ she said ‘Don’t keep me waiting’
He wondered what kind of
relationship theirs would be, she sounded like a dominatrix.
Excerpt
from the book WE ARE STILL BREATHING
by Dianah Ose Aigiomawu
Dianah Ose Aigiomawu is a working mum who decided to
write a collection of witty Nigerian stories that would see you laughing and
experiencing the life like situations of each character in the book. According
to her, she wanted to write a ‘Feel good’
book that busy people could read and still keep their busy lives uninterrupted.
WE ARE
STILL BREATHING is a collection of 10 witty stories, all centred on
topical issues in a light hearted style that mirrors you or someone you know in
the characters.
Domestic Violence, Weddings, Romance, Poverty, Sex
trade and many more are some of issues dealt with by characters that are as
real as the person next door.
WE ARE
STILL BREATHINGwas published by CompletelyNovel.com in Brighton,UK
Readers outside Nigeria can order on https://completelynovel.com/books/we-are-still-breathing--1/read
In Nigeria you can order on www.konga.com/bluewatersalso available
at TerraKulture in Lagos.
For distributorship and personalised, autographed
copies by the author, send a mail to info@bluewatersmarketing.com
and a copy will be delivered to you.
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