#WHEN_LOVE_JUST_HAPPENS_2
EPISODE 46
Jeffery tried to sleep but couldn’t, how was he supposed to sleep, when his wife was clearly angry at him for something that he doesn’t even un-derstand.
He decided to have the issue resolved, before going to sleep. He stood up, and turned on the be-droom light.
“Babe?” Called her.
He knew she was just pretending to be asleep, so he went to her side of the be-d, and tap her on her shoulders, she turned and faced the other side of the be-d, pretending to be de-ep asleep.
“Babe stand up we nee-d to talk”
No response.
“Is this how we are going to do it now, going to be-d in anger?”
No response still
Jeffery went into the bathroom, and c@m£ back holding a small bowl, with water in it.
“So babe if you don’t stand up, I’m going to pour you this water I’m holding, no jokes” he brou-ght the bowl close to her face, so she knows he is serious.
“If you pour me water ehn.., I’m going to soak that expensive l@pt©p you just bought, in a bowl of oil”
Jeffery chuckled at her statement
“It’s a good thing I got your attention, sit up we nee-d to talk”
“Let’s talk tomorrow morning” Jane picked up a pillow, and covered her head with it.
“I’m still holding the water remember?”
“You are such a bully” Jane grumbled as she reluctantly sat up, resting her back against the headboard.
Jeffery smiled as he dropped the bowl of water, on the be-dside table. And then, sat down on the be-d, beside Jane.
Jane looked away from Jeffery, as he sat beside her.
“Look at me babe, plea-se”
She turned and looked at him.
“I’m sorry for not un-derstanding your reason for not wanting to take a contraceptive” he looked genuinely sorry.
“Jeff, they make my menstruation irregular, I have used four different types, and each of does almost same thing to me”
“You never told me any of this, how was I supposed to have known?”
“Look at the way you reacted when I just told you”
“Babe I reacted the way I did, because I was caught off guard, you were supposed to have told me before now”
“I’m sorry, I just didn’t know how to say it”
“Babe, it’s your b©dy, and if something it’s not going well with it, you have every right to st©p it. You don’t have to be afraid to tell me that, I’m your husband not your master”
Jane threw her hands around him and hvgged him.
“I’m so sorry, I said you think I’m only useful to you for S-x”
“Yeah, that did hurt too”
“I’m sorry Jeff”
“It’s okay babe, we will find a way around this, probably go for a family planning or something”
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Meanwhile, Dele was in his be-droom, tossing on his be-d unable to sleep. He couldn’t get himself to st©p thinking about Amaka, he wanted to see her badly, he wanted to hear her voice, her laughter.
He wanted to hold her, his hands on her beautiful fair skin, c@r£ss!ngand feeling every p@rt of her.
He craved her, he craved her like he never craved anyone else, he craved her like his life depended on it.
After another hour of tossing endlessly on his be-d, he finally decided to go over to her place. He wore a joggers, and polo shi-t, gr@bb£d his car keys from the dinning table, and left for Amaka’s place.
It was alre-ady 10pm, and Amaka couldn’t sleep, her mind kept going back to what had happened in the office earlier today. How Pius had succeeded in ma-king a ridicule of her in front of Vivian. The more she thought about it, the angrier she bec@m£.
She decided to watch a movie on her phone, to take her mind off what she was thinking about.
She surfed YouTube for an interesting movie, and finally settled for a Ko-rean drama.
She wasn’t far gone into the movie, when she heard a knock on her door. She looked at her wall clock, it was almost 10:30pm, who could be at her door by this time? She rarely received visitors in her ap@rtment, and no right thinking person would choose this time of the night to visit.
Except probably it wasn’t a visitor, but an armed robber? Amaka’s first instinct was to hide un-der her be-d and call the police, when she heard the person at the door calling her name.
She could recognize that voice from anywhere; it was Dele’s.
Amaka sat still, wondering if she should go open the door or not. Why was Dele at her door by this time of the night? What could he possibly want from her? Or has he come to tell her, they can get back together? The thought of Dele saying this, made her heart to race fast.
She was still contemplating if to open the door or not, when her phone rang, he was the one calling.
“Hello Dele?” She answered with a shaky voice.
“Amaka I’m at your door, plea-se open up” Amaka held the phone to ear, thinking of how to respond.
“Amaka are you there?” He asked.
“Yes, I can hear you, what was it you said?” She asked, just to be sure she heard him correctly the first time.
“I’m at your door, could you open the door for me? plea-se?”
That was all Amaka nee-ded, as she quic-kly ended the call, and rushed for her mouth spray which was in her purse, and sprayed her mouth with it, she didn’t want her breath smelling like the fish pepper soup she had for dinner. She rushed to the mirror to look at herself. Thank God she had on one of her S-xy nightwear, she thought of putting on a wig, but decided against it, that would be too much, she thought.
She just brushed the edges of her weaved hair. Then she went to open the door, before Dele pu-lls it down with his non-st©p knocks.
Amaka opened the door to find Dele standing there, with his head bent to the floor.
When Dele heard the door open, he slowly raised his head to look at Amaka.
“Hi Amaka, can I come in?” He asked with a very calm voice.
“Yeah sure” Amaka stepped out of the door, for him to come in.
When Dele got inside, her be-droom light was on, so he could see her face clearly, her beautiful face, which was flawless, glowed un-der the light. His eyes scanned her purple night go-wn, with the way it clung to her b©dy, he could tell she wore nothing else un-derneath it.
“Dele what are you doing here?” Amaka asked. She was glad, her voice still sounded normal.
“I’m here to..” he st©pped his s£ntence, as his eyes got to herl-ips, she was l!çk!ng them, something she always did, whenever she was nervous. He didn’t know why, but the thought of him ma-king her nervous, plea-sed him.
“You. Are. Here. To. Do. What?” Amaka was visibly tensed, and her voice couldn’t do much to hide it anymore.
Dele watched as her che-st heaved with each breath she took, her brea-sts looking like they could jump out of her lingerie any minute, ma-king it impossible for him to concentrate.
He slowly closed the gap between them, staring into her eyes, looking de-ep into her soul, trying to find answers to questions he couldn’t ask.
“Dele?” She called his name in gentle whisper, as if afraid to speak out the name too loudly.
He placed his hands un-der her chin, raising her face to meet his, and he claimed herl-ips with his.
They were as soft as he had remembered them to be. He slowly k!$$£d, and ni-bbled on her lowerl-ip, before seeking more access to her mouth with his ton-gue.
Amaka opened up for him, she m0@n ed as Dele continued to k!ssher. Why was he here doing this? she didn’t know, but she was willing to enjoy the moment, before it gets stolen away.
Amaka gro-an ed in protest, as Dele st©pped the k!ss, and stared into her eyes, as if trying to find out if she was okay with what was going on. Amaka wra-pped her hands around his n£¢k, and k!$$£d him.
That was the answer Dele nee-ded, he carried her to the be-d, and placed her on it. Amaka slowly took off her night go-wn, and truly she had nothing else on.
He stood at the edge of the be-d, watching how beautiful she was, as her gorgeous b©dy la-id on the be-d, looking like, a perfect artwork.
He covered her b©dy with his, and k!$$£d her on thel-ips, before moving down to her n£¢k, then to her sternum. He kept dropping feathery k!sses, until he got to one of her brea-sts, he tea-sed her n!pplewith his teeth, knowing that to be one of her plea-sure points, he continued to tease her.
They made love into the night, until they were both exhausted, and finally drifted off to sleep, in each other’s arms.
The next morning, Amaka woke up to find Dele sitting on her couch, watching her like a hen watching over it’s chick. He was alre-ady fully dressed.
She immediately bec@m£ conscious of herself, gr-abbing the sheets to cover her n-ked self.
“Good morning” she greeted nervously, for the grim look on his face made her nervous. He looked nothing like the man who made love to her, in every way possible last night.
“I didn’t want your door to be left unlocked when I leave, that’s why I decided to wait for you to wake up, before leaving”
He was alre-ady walking to the door as he spoke.
“Dele wait” she stood up from the be-d, abandoning the sheets, it was no use in covering what he had alre-ady seen anyway.
Dele turned to look at her, she looked irresistible to him, with her just fv¢ked eyes, and slightly swollenl-ips, which were a sign of all the k!sses they both shared last night.
Her perky brea-sts, which stared at him like they were daring him to leave without tou-ching them. He really wanted to go back and have them in his mouth again.
But He decided to turn, and leave before he changed his mind, and did otherwise.
“Are you going to leave just like that?” She could not quite believe he was going to walk out on her.
He walked to the door, opened it, and left without sparing a glance in Amaka’s direction.
Several minutes had pas-sed after Dele had walked out of her room, and Amaka was still standing n-ked staring at the door, hoping he was going walk back in.
After standing there long enough, to realize that Dele wasn’t coming back, and that he might even be probably halfway to his house alre-ady, Amaka finally decided to lock her door.
She got back in be-d, and as she turned her face to the other side, she was welcomed by the scent of Dele’s cologne, which she perceived on the side of the be-d he had sle-pt last night.
Last night; she definitely was not going to forget it in a hurry, she perceived her sheets which now smelt like Dele.
How foolish of her, to think he was here to tell her he wanted her back, how stupid of her to as-sume that because he had S-x with her, they were going to amend their broken relationsh!p.
‘S-x doesn’t amend a broken relationsh!pdummy, he only used you to satisfy his S-xual urge Amaka, you are nothing but a S-x object to them all, he is just like the rest’
She buried her face in her pillow and cried, why did she allow Dele to have his way with her? Why didn’t she just st©p him when he was k!ss!ngher, why didn’t she ask him to leave?
She could have saved herself this heartache, if she had just st©pped him, but she didn’t, because she wanted it too, she wanted him to make love to her like he used to, she missed his t©uçh, and the moment he c@m£ knocking at her door, she jumped on him like a who-re.
She has never felt so worthless like she did right now, she cried her eyes out, until she had no strength to go on.
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Does S-x amend a broken relationsh!p?
Do you think Dele is still in love with Amaka?
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