Like I promised, here is the second Episode of the short story I started last week. If you missed last week’s episode, kindly check http://www.charleyrosu.wordpress.com. Enjoy and please don’t forget to leave your comments. Cheers!

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COMPLICATIONS

By Onyekaba N. Charles

EPISODE 2

In front of me was a damsel, in her mid twenties. She was in her characteristic cheerful character, voguish-ly dressed albeit in a rebellious way. She wore a pink, light sweater on a faded, deep blue jeans and a black, sleeveless leather jacket over that. Her dark hair tumbled over her shoulder, while her eyes were rapture blue, with its brows slender, but what stunned me was her imp-thin figure. The last time I checked, Shantel was plump. I could vividly  remember how Florence (Shantel’s elder sister)  and I used to tease her about her weight.

“Shantel you too big, help yourself jare! you no sabi say you be woman sef?” Florence will say and Shantel will always shrug off the issue nonchalantly.

“Ken! won’t you at least let me in! she screamed with a wide smile as if she knew I was completely lost in thoughts. So, like a stupid child who just found out he went to school without his school bag, I quickly opened wide my door and welcomed her.

” Forgive my manners Shantel, long time!” I said.

“yea, what were you thinking?” she said as she gave me a quick warm hug.

“I know you are surprised I found my way to your place without calling you”

“Yes, in fact I was about calling you to know if you were still coming” I replied as I led her into my sitting room.

She smiled with mirth, ” The moment I saw your address, I knew locating here won’t be difficult because my  uncle lives in the next street.

As we made our way to my room, I noticed she was looking at almost everything in my sitting room but gazed seriously at my big framed family portrait on the wall that leads to my lobby.

“Do you stay here alone?” she asked

“For now, yes!, but later…………….” I replied but she cut me short as though she was not surprised at the rationale behind a young bachelor staying alone in a 3 bedroom apartment.

“Why here?”, she queried

“The proximity to my new office and it’s  relatively a cool area” I answered,

“Nice choice” She chuckled and continued almost immediately : “but why haven’t you furnished your living room?”. I shook my head vigorously, breathed and turned around, ” won’t you at least seat down before you finish me with your questions?

“Hahahahahahahahhahaha!, Ken you have not changed oh, you’ve always complained about my curiosity”

“Na you wey don change abi?” I said ironically. I have always known Shantel as a  very curious person who will go extra length to find answers to her questions. I remember I used to tease her back then that she would have made a good lawyer rather than wasting her talent on microbiology.

She walked into my Kitchen as though she was a police officer doing some kind of inspection, looked around, checked the cabinet and peeped into the adjacent balcony before finally following me to my room.

” Ken!, longtime!, she said as she sat on my bed. “you didn’t change at all; same face, same body build-up, same character…………….” she continued humorously.

“how I go do now? ……..you changed a lot babe that I could hardly recognize you when i opened the door” I replied as I made my way to the bed to sit close to her.

“I saw the way you were gazing at me as though you saw a ghost,…………..Did I change that much to have kept you in a trance for that long?

“Trance for that long…… ?” I humorously repeated after her as we both laughed for a while.

“Seriously Ken, did I change? She asked again with a stern look.

In response, I moved close to her, held her so close that her heart raced and seemed to beat twice as fast as it did initially. She looked into my eyes and managed a nervous smile. I was completely lost in her magic and wondered what was going through her head.

I felt the tremble in her chuckle, a low, throaty sound that vibrated through her neck as I kissed her forehead. I loosened my grip on her a little, turned her face to meet mine and carefully placed her arms around my neck. I leaned in, my gaze so full of heated passion that she nearly melted right then and there.

With my lips close to hers, she couldn’t stop the trembling that shimmered through her body. She hung on tightly as he nibbled her mouth, barely registering his fingers at the waistband of my boxers.

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IT CAN ONLY GET BETTER, JOIN ME NEXT WEEKEND FOR EPISODE 3