Must Read: My Friend, Her Boyfriend And I - Season 1 - Episode 16

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Must Read: My Friend, Her Boyfriend And I - Season 1 - Episode 16

‘Well, she said you sent the guy packing because he was cheating on you and…’ My heard shot up as I heard this, I listened as he continued.

‘…and you caught with another girl after he had proposed to you. When you tried to make him see he was hurting you, he slapped you and you gave him his ring back even though you loved him very much. That’s the gist I heard.’

He narrated with sad eyes. I could not help it, I had to laugh. I laughed so hard that I fell off the chair onto the floor. I clenched my stomach as I laughed. Tola can not kill me, I swear. To think I thought she had betrayed me, see how she changed the characters. Godwin was staring and smiling, his expression; confused. I tried to comport myself and stop laughing, it was not easy but I stopped enough to ask him.

‘Was that what you heard seriously?’ I asked still grinning widely. He still looked confused when he answered me.

‘Yes,’ he said uncertain of his response.

‘Why are you laughing now, have I said something funny?’ He asked still confused. I wanted to tell him the truth but I remember my friend’s lecture that you should not tell any guy the truth about your past. They are too narrow minded, they will still use it against you in the nearest future, though some guys are open minded but most of them are very narrow minded. He was still looking at me expecting me to give him an explanation. I had to lie.

‘Sorry my dear, it’s just funny that she told you guys everything and more. And the way you said it was funny too.’

I was not laughing anymore but was still grinning. I could see in his eyes that he was still confused. I know my excuse was lame and that he did not believe me, but he was gentlemanly enough not to pursue the topic. He joined me on the floor and sat beside me, real close to me. Our arms were touching and if I move backward a bit, his arm would be brushing my br3ast and not my arm. Alarming, I did not mind! It was just that my flesh was just ready for a man’s touch after two months of no contact. The movie I was supposed to be watching came to an end Godwin asked for permission to change the channel to TRACE, I gave it. TRACE was dishing out cool alternative music, and I loved it, I never really understood “Hiphop”.

‘I’m a kind of old school guy, I like my music soft. What kind of music do you like?’ It seemed this guy and I have the same taste in music. More things in common.

‘Well, same here, I like my music soft, s£nsu@l and meaningful. R n B things, and alternative music.’ I replied.

‘That’s nice,’ as he said this ‘Nine million bicycles in Beijing’ by Katie Melua popped up as the next music to be played, I said,

‘The music coming up is one of my best song. The lyrics touched my heart the first time I listened to it and I’ve loved it since then.’ I said with a faraway look. Just then, the music came up and he drew me up and said,

‘Dance with me baby…’ Now, to dance to soft or alternative music is not easy. I moved into his arms, my two hands on his two shoulders, my br3ast touching his body lightly.
His arms encircled my waist. Our gaze locked as the music started, we stared into each other eyes, heart and soul as we swayed to the rhythm and let the lyrics carry us above the earth. You know that place, that oblivion where only soul music could take you to.

“There are nine million bicycles in Beijing, that’s a fact, it’s a thing that we can’t deny, like the fact I will love you till I die. We are twelve billion light years from the end, that’s a guess, no one can ever say if it’s true, but I know that I will always be with you. I am warm by the fire of your love everyday, so don’t call me a lair, just believe everything that I say. There are six billion people in the world, more or less, and it makes me feel quite small, that you are the one I love most of all…”

We swayed to Katie Melua s£nsat!onal voice. The words touched my heart, it made me wanna fall in love. Godwin kept staring at me as if he could see into my very heart. I could not take it again, I rested my head on his shoulder and wrapped my my hands around him pressing my b0s0m against him. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply his scent. He smelled neat. He drew me closer into his arms and rested his head on my head.
His hands caressed my back as we swayed to music after music, soon it was not the music that we danced to anymore, it was our own rhythm that we danced to. The sound being our breaths, the rhythm our heartbeats. His breath tickled my ear and neck, I cuddled closer to him. I shifted my head farther to his shoulder so that my neck could be more exposed. He kissed me lightly on my neck. My breath caught in my throat.

That was all the permission he needed.

He worshipped my neck, kissed it and sU-Cked it.
I was on fire. I turned the other side of my neck so he could worship it too. He did lavishly. I was grateful for his strong arms around me, I would have fell because my legs had tuned to jelly. He cupped my face in his hands and searched my eyes before he rested his lips on mine.

The kiss was incendiary, deliberately so. I felt myself go up in flames. Heat poured through my veins, rushed beneath my skin, pooled in my loins, then ignited me. I could feel the fire burn in him too. He was the same, as unprotected as I was as we plunged into the fire of our mutual need.