Avoid Lagos Men (Part 2)

My weekend was beautiful. Folarin made sure of that, we spent the entire weekend texting each other, calling each other, it was a beautiful weekend in general and the estrogen level in my body had skyrocketed.

Here’s the thing about speaking to someone frequently, the conversations are steady and constant, you get swept up in the moment, sometimes you forget to speak about important things because the conversation is going so well and when you think back, you would realise most of the conversations weren’t deep to say the least and this was my plight.We spoke about many things, which I later realised were mostly surface conversations.

The d-day came, and I called in sick at work. Never has there been a time when I have been so intentional with every detail about my looks. But then, today was different, this man was different. He would probably propose today and I would sing Duduke in honour of our children to come😂. Life would be beautiful and exciting from today.He came to pick me up by 12. I don’t think I explained enough how dashing this man looks.Yoruba men, at least the good looking ones, have looks that makes you create excuses to justify their wickedness and ignore the necessary red flags.
Hello….you look beautiful, he said with a smile on his face while opening the door for me.

You don’t look bad yourself. I said with an embarrassing blush on my face.

We should go to Ocean’s Basket, I heard the sea food there is nice. I said.

As you wish, my Chairman. He said with a sly look on his face.

He already gave me a nickname, that is a big sign😭 this union is made in heaven.

As we drove to Ocean’s basket, the sensible part of me couldn’t stop thinking about how seamless all this happened. It was too perfect and I have stayed long enough in Lagos to know it is never this perfect unless it is fake.

We finally got there, we ate, we talked. This man had still not made a move which was really shocking because he was flirty throughout the weekend.

After the lunch, as we got in the car, I decided to make a move since if this mountain won’t willingly come to me, I would go to it. The tension in the car was so choking that even Asa’s beautiful voice playing in the background couldn’t restore normalcy in the car.

I want to kiss you but I don’t know if you would let me, he blurted out.

Is this man joking, kiss that I have been waiting for?😭

Who said you couldn’t? I said.

His kisses were gentle at the beginning. His tongue felt warm as it slid into my mouth.

As he lifted me to straddle him, he got more possessive. The kissing got intense, one of his hands slid underneath my dress while the other was working it’s way down my zip. At at this point, there was no going back, right? He stopped.

If we are going to continue with this, you should know something, he said.

I was getting angry at this point, I did not wait the entire weekend for this slow motion.

I don’t know how to tell you, I should have told you since but then you had me star struck.

Just say it, nothing can be that bad. I said.
I’m married and I have two kids, I should have told you since…..but I promise to take care of you. I would make sure you don’t lack anything. My marriage is not an issue.He said rushingly.

At that moment, I felt a whirlwind of emotions, but the most evident emotion was anger. Yes, I was angry. I had mapped out my life with this man already. I know how many children we would have, how we would have explosive sex on our kitchen counter. This man is definitely mad. As i started to think back to our conversation, I realised how shallow they were, I was so smitten by him and he probably knew, and he had no ring on his hands so i couldn’t have possibly known he was married. Everything started rushing back to me. I knew he was too good to be true, I just wasn’t expecting him to prove me right. My friend always says every woman has a married men phase where only married men comes to speak to you or ask you out, she was right, the only problem is that mine is lasting too long.

Heyyy…..can you hear me? I have been talking to you since, you haven’t replied. Please just see reason. I really like you, I might be married but I like you. He said defiantly. Please just think…

Shope! Shope! What is your problem? I’ve been waking you up since morning. My elder shouted at me with an irriated look on her face.

Jesus! Jesus! I said while furiously rubbing my eyes.

Wo! Better go and have your bath, mummy and daddy are angry, they are about to leave and they said if you don’t get downstairs in 10 minutes, you would trek to Ikeja. By the way, you were saying Folarin in your dream, you better calm down and don’t carry men on your head. She said.

It was a dream, it was all a dream. A Lagos man broke my heart in my dream.

The end!