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ADEMIDUN’S POV

“I fell in love with the way you touched me without using your hands”
Song – Micasa by Korede Bello

I couldn’t wait for the party to be over. My legs were aching from attending tables. These people didn’t have to work for anything, they had it easy. Many times, I have wished to also experience the luxury of people waiting for me. My uniform pinched me in all the wrong places. The things we do to survive. I thought. I walked towards the changing room to rid myself of my uniform. I began pulling off my pumps when Demilade strolled in.

“Demidun, could you please take over table six for me. That’s my last table for the night. There’s a party downtown and I can’t miss it for anything.”

Demilade always had excuses up her sleeve. We met at a onetime youth convention; we spoke for far too long and gushed about our previous experiences with smiles animating our faces. Since then, Demilade became a sister I never had. We did almost everything together, she was outspoken and fought for everything she was deprived of as a child. She had lost her dad when she was five and her mum moved on with another man. Maybe, that was just another reason I understood her. I rolled my eyes tapped my chin.

“Okay, I’ll do that.” Her eyes lit up like New Year’s Eve fireworks. She wrapped her hands around me and let out a deafening squeal.

“Wow. Thanks. You’ll be the first to get dibs on how the party went. It’s quite sad you’d prefer to stay alone than hang out with me tonight.”

Rolling my eyes, I dismissed her with the wave of my hand and trudged over to table six, and my face connected with a three-piece exquisite suit, spilling all the contents in the tray on him. My feet gave away beneath me and I sprawled flat on my backside, pain shot through my back but I didn’t take mental note of it. My gaze riveted to the most striking man I’ve ever seen in front of me. He had tousled dark short hair, which glistened under the room light. His finely chiseled face and ebony skin would make a painter weep for joy; his eyes were mesmerizing deep chocolate with speckles of sunlight glowing through. His suit accentuated his eyes. He blinked in amusement and he arched his left brow. My heartbeat raced as cold wet liquids ran down my back. Then he crouched directly in front of me and I caught a waft of his clean aftershave. I could tell a mixture of cedarwood and cypress. I hungrily inhaled him.

“Are you all right?” His voice was soothing and gravelly calm.

“Uhm… ye…yes.”

He held out his hand to me exposing his Boss Rusy cufflinks and Rolex watch. I placed my shaky palm in his and his grip tightened. His touch sent electric shocks through my body, making heat spread all over me. Narrowing his eyes for a moment, a vertical wrinkle formed between his brows and he pulled me up with him.

“Are you sure?”

“I…I’m fine. I’m sorry I ruined your shirt.”

I scrambled to pick the tray up. His eyes burned through mine, radiating a fierce understanding.
“It’s fine... Uhm?” He drew slowly waiting for a name. His slender fingers grazed the back of my palm and my legs almost gave way again.

“Ademidun” I licked my lips trying to force more words out but it was futile. I was drawn to him. He stood firmly rooted to the spot with extraordinary elegance.

“Ah…Demidun” He cooed with a boyish grin on his face. I let out an inaudible moan. He was the kind of man that could make a woman go on her knees to fulfill his every desires unprovoked. How could someone be this sinfully enchanting? Blinking out of my reverie. I released him. My brain jerked back in motion. I became disgusted with myself for being so uncoordinated while he stood there in all his glory.

“Er…I’m sorry about your shirt again.” He nodded and shifted his gaze from me. I caught sight of a purple-dyed hair woman approaching us.

“Enitan, I’ve been searching for you all over. I saw your mother at the entrance and she told me you’d probably be inside.”
Immediately I heard her supercilious tone, my mouth twisted into a side placement creating a crease in my left cheek. She glanced at me and shifted her gaze back to the male Adonis in the suit.
His eyes carried a mixture of shock and barely contained anger.

“Kenny, what are you doing here?” He asked. Suddenly, the air seemed tense and his mood went sour. Then I melted into the crowd and returned to the changing room.

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“I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you’re everything that exists; the reality of everything”- Virginia Woolf, “Night and day”

ENITAN’S POV

The whole city of Abuja was illuminated. The dark heavy skies couldn’t take it anymore and decided to pour. The water in the potholes shimmered under the dim yellow glow of the street lights. There were horns blaring everywhere and people running into each other on the sidewalks. A bunch of drunken people had begun a ruckus outside the karaoke bar across the street. One could hear the distant police siren approaching. It was a madhouse down there. I had turned off the buzzing of my phone for the umpteenth time. Father wouldn’t just take no for an answer. Our family has been the biggest telecommunications tycoon for the past ten years and today, my father decided to throw a party in commemoration of it. I just didn’t understand why I had to be there. Gbotemi, my younger brother had always been my father’s favorite so his presence was enough.
My phone rang again, this time it was my mother.
“Hello mum”
“Enitan Williams, where are you?” Her voice rang out worried.
“I’m busy mum”
“Your father needs you here. Of all days to be busy why choose today?” She queried. I grunted at her reply knowing it was just a way to get me out of bed.
“We both know he doesn’t need anyone. Mum, I don’t understand why you still chose to stay with him after all he had done to us”
“Not today, Enitan.” She pleaded weakly.
“Okay, mum. I’m on my way.”

I heard her release a breath she didn’t know she was holding. I tried paging Dele, my chauffeur then I remembered he didn’t work on weekends. The streets had already become desolate and the street lights had begun to flicker from the rain. A yellow rickety bus drove past in a rush, splashing water on the roadside vendors who in return rained curses on the driver. I pushed the button to the key holder in my hands and the headlights of my car blinked. As expected, the Pearl arena was buzzing with socialites. Every businessman in Abuja was present in the room. The space was grand, gold chandeliers spiraled down from the tall ceiling and the floor was finely polished. And most people waltzed in an out of the building in bubbly chatters. The exotic aroma of spices combined with a fruity waft hit my nose and I wasn’t surprised, I knew my father would pull every string to make this party grand. It was as if, there was always an unspoken competition of who threw the best party in Abuja and even if there were no awards, my father still did it best. At the side, there was a magnificent water fountain and a pedestrian bridge where pictures could be taken to capture the moment. I found my way through the line of busy people, exchanging pleasantries with those I could recognize. My mother stood out in the midst of her friends. She had always been a sight to behold, I had her to thank for my sharp jaws. She wore a long blue sequin dress with intricate diamond stones that dipped into her neckline. She waltzed to the servers table and her poise screamed elegance. I had all night to drink and I wasn’t planning to take chances. I snatched a glass of champagne from a passing server and darted my eyes around the room.

“Enitan I’m glad you’re here. Dad would be so happy to see you” I turned to see Gbotemi smiling widely at me. He was two inches shorter than me but Gbotemi was more built while I was close to being lanky. And this, made so many people assume he was taller. Aside from that, we were both blessed with a face like our mother. and I couldn’t thank the heavens more for that.

“Hey. Gbotemi. I see you’ve been busy.” Ignoring his comment, I tapped my chin. “Wait. I heard you sealed the deal to partner with the Sona airline. Wonderful brother.” I slapped him at the back, more painfully than I expected. He winced and I sauntered over to my mother, she leaned into a pillar, fingering her loose earring. Gbotemi fell in step with me. Her eyes brightened and she plucked a grape from the tray on the table beside her and swallowed.

“Enitan. I’m glad you made it.” She pulled me into her embrace and ruffled the top of my hair. Groaning, I released her.

“Of course mum. You asked me to. Remember” Briskly nodding she turned to Gbotemi.
“Gbotemi, have you seen your dad anywhere?”
“I saw him at the ice fountain minutes ago. I think he was seeing the representatives of the new wheat company that just moved into Abuja” Gbotemi replied.

“Oh your father, I bet he’s trying to win them over.” She finally picked up the bunch of grape from the tray after much plucking from it. “Alright boys, I’ll leave you to it. Someone has to keep the guests happy” She chirped in happily and left. I emptied the remaining champagne in my glass and dropped it on the table by my side. The liquid ran down my throat creating a bubbling excitement in me.

“So have you heard about the new partners we just signed a deal with?”
“Oh, so there’s a long list of them?” I mocked. Gbotemi grinned and was about to run me the full of the story when I raised a hand. “No, don’t you even dare.” He had always been the doting son and my father had no problem picking a favorite son.

Gbotemi rubbed the back of his neck and mentioned something between the line of meeting up with someone and left.

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