COMING ATTRACTIONS

I was walking down the road that led to the halls of residence when I heard a familiar voice shout 'Suze! ' I rolled my eyes and kept on walking knowing the caller would persist, and I wasn't wrong. 'Suze! Yo, Suze! wait up! ' I groaned inwardly and stopped, making a very quick about-face.
'yes, Lanre, what do you want? ' this time, I added in my head, as I watched him walk up to me, quite briskly. Lanre was a cute guy, swoon-worthy and he had the girls in droves, but for some reason, he liked me, hmph, I thought. He smiled and I could see the beautiful teeth and dimples in both cheeks that drove all the girls wild, 'now, now, babe, I been trying to reach you, you know, you been avoiding me ", he said as he took my hand in his. I rolled my eyes again, did I mention that his entire family lived abroad in the USA and his father had sent him down to Nigeria to teach him a lesson in humility? I couldn't say it was working, since he was expecting me to flutter my eyelashes and smile shyly, blushing at his attention. I eased my hand from his as gently as I could and told him ' I'm sorry, Lanre, but I can't do this ' gesturing between the two of us, ' it really has no potential, besides you have got a gazillion girls dying to hold your hand. '

' I don't want none of them, babe, they don't measure up to you, I mean, they ain't got what you got, you smart, you loyal, you cool, man, shit, you tight! ' he pleaded. I nearly smiled but I checked myself, even though he looked quite appealing with that pout on his face, ' Nah... I don't do relationships. '
' Yeah, dude, you heard the lady, she doesn't do relationships, especially with little men like you. Now, get. '
I caught a whiff of cologne; citrus, woodsy with a hint of rain, and I just had to inhale deeply, before I placed the voice, why, it was the jerk from yesterday! I stiffened and turned around to face him, filled with so much indignation 'and that's your business because? '
He smirked, again, and faced Lanre, who was standing there, ready to burst at the seams, ' I know you, Lanre Busquets-Ojo, your family comes from money, yes, but I have got more than your family will ever hope to make in the next century, so get, before I am tempted to buy out your father's measly empire. '
I stood there, mouth hanging open, and watched as Lanre adjusted the cuffs of his leather jacket and walked away, quietly. I was dumbfounded and just as I was about to protest, rather weakly, I should add, a car, ultra-fine and damn expensive rode up and stopped beside us. He held open the passenger door and said in that low baritone of his ' shall we? ' As if I was remote-controlled, I stepped in the car, he got in too, and away we went.



Oooooooh, you may have seen this coming and are quite disappointed, but do not condemn Debola just yet, hear her story and see her reasons 😇.

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