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kayo80:
Chapter 7

The hotel room was a lot bigger and fancier than he had expected. It had a king-size bed, reading table with computer and internet connection, and a small bedside refrigerator. All that and he was paying just about $30 a night for the place.


He read the last paragraph on the page about five times, made a few changes here and there, before typing ‘The End’ below it. A smile appeared on his face as he stared at his laptop screen in satisfaction; if this was back when he was drinking, he would have gone out to celebrate tonight.


Stephen had struggled with the ending part of this story for weeks; little did he know that a heartbreak would give him the fuel he needed to finish the work.


He stretched and made a somewhat loud yawning noise. The white t shirt he had on was a new one and was a little tight at the neck, and he tugged at the neckline a few times to loosen it up.


He had taken a bath a few minutes ago, and the smell of the Dudu Osun soap filled the air even though the bathroom door was closed. That was why he loved the soap so much. It was one of the items he had picked up at the mall on his way to the hotel few days ago; along with half a dozen fresh pairs of boxer shorts and white t shirts.


He looked around the room from where he sat, wondering what to do next. With the belief that it would take him at least a week to finish the book, he had booked the place for 7 days, and now he had 3 days left with nothing to do. He didn’t want to go back home because he knew Modupe could come looking for him and he didn’t want to see her right now.
“Time for some real food.” He said out loud and got off his seat.
……….
He was looking for where to park his car at the mall's car-park when he saw her. “What’s she doing here?” He muttered under his breath and ducked his head, hoping she wouldn’t see him. It was midday on a Friday, and a lot of workers were out on lunch break. She was dressed casually in jeans and denim shirt with a few buttons loose at the top. Her head was down as she walked, and she would look up every now and then to make sure not to bump into anyone. She had already walked passed his car when she stopped, and walked back. “Shit!” He cursed under his breath.
“What’s up Stephen?” She said with no expression on her face as she looked down at him from where she stood by his car door. When he didn’t say anything back, she leaned in the window and said, “I am sorry.” He looked at her and was thinking of what to say, but her breasts were in his face and distracting, so he looked away. She walked to the other side of the car and got in. There was silence for a few seconds before she said, “Stephen, I am still confused and don’t even know how to handle what I found out.”
He looked at her with a quizzical look on his face. “What you found out?” He said.
“I guess Modupe hasn’t spoken to you yet.” She said and sighed. “First of all, I apologize for handling the situation badly. I should have at least talked to you about it.”
“What situation? What exactly happened?” He said and shifted in his seat so he could look straight at her.
“You remember Ann? The girl we ran into at the beach last week.” She said and he nodded. “She told me how…” She was saying and then stopped to look ahead. “She told me there was a time Modupe tried to hook her up with you.” She paused and Stephen looked at her, thinking of what exactly that was meant to mean, till she added, “The only reason Modupe has been trying to hook you up with her friends is so she can be with you. Stephen, she is obsessed with you.”