💐SLEEP WITH MY HUSBAND💐
By Rejoice J.
Chapter Two
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A gentle tap on my shoulder jolted me out of my thought and took my eyes off the entrance door which I’ve stuck them at for over an hour now to a bit light skinned young man in black suits standing in front of me.
His face imediately lightened up when my eyes hit him.
“Helloo… I’ve been standing here for like two minutes now trying to get your attention, but it seems you’re lost in thought,” he said in a quite gentle baritone voice.
Yes I’ve been lost in thought on how to succeed on my mission here, get it done as soon as possible, get my money and leave the country before it starts to haunt me, if ever it will.
Eric Wilfred, the man who I’m being paid to sleep with will be walking in through that door any minute from now and I have to make my first appearance to him.
“Hi…. I’m sorry about that,” I said to the guy in front of me.
I had no idea why I needed to apologise to him for that but I saw myself do that.
Besides he’s quite handsome.
“No you don’t have to apologise.. I think I should be the one doing that for interrupting your thoughts,” he said.
“No.. it’s okay,” I said and glanced at the door again.
No sign of Eric Wilfred.
“Can I sit?” he asked.
Um… I don’t know if I needed a disturbance or distraction right now, but can I refuse him a seat?
I don’t think.
Maybe I actually need a company right now so I can take my eyes off the door before I loose them to the d*mn door.
Eric Wilfred isn’t a pin, no matter how distracted I am, I’ll definitely see him when he arrive.
“Yes,” I answered and grabbed my glass of juice to sip.
“Thank you..” he said and settled down beside me.
His cologne smelt great and his hands looked like they hold good money everyday.
I’ve been expecting Eric Wilfred to walk in for more than an hour now, but I still haven’t seen him and I’m wondering what is keeping him at the airport or the road. His Wife texted me about an hour and thirty minutes ago that he had arrived at the airport and would be coming straight to the hotel and since then I’ve been sitting here at the reception, waiting for his arrival but I’m yet to see him.
I’ve been pushed to text her about it but then I decided to be a little more patient.
“My name is Remi and am an artist…” he introduced “…I base in Lagos but I’ve been here in Abuja for two days, for an art exhibition.”
Wow.. I’ve never seen an artist so handsome before.
“I’m Desire,” I said and that was when it hit me.
I’ve told him my real name instead of the fake one.
Oh sh!t!
Thank goodness he isn’t the Eric Wilfred or it would have been over!
“Wow.. it’s a really beautiful name,” he said, smiling.
“Thanks,” I muttered.
I’ll have to avoid this guy.
“So.. you stay here in Abuja?” he asked.
That moment, I wondered if I should go on to tell him my real identity or switch to a fake identity.
Well.. it’s not like he’s the Eric Wilfred.
“I stay in Lagos as well.. just here for a few days vacation after months of working. I’m… well I’m self employed, a fashion stylist and a boutique owner. This year have been very stressful for me, so I decided to keep my clients waiting for few days,” I said with a quite forced smile that I tried my best to make it appear natural.
My name and my residence is the only truth.
Me, a fashion stylist and boutique owner?
Tsk! My salary in one year won’t even be enough to open a boutique.
“Oh great. Once in a while, one needs a break from work. It’s not easy working five or six days a week..” he said.
“Yeahh..”
“Without even asking, one could tell that you’re a fashion professional. Your sense of fashion was the first thing I noticed when I saw you yesterday…”
“You saw me yesterday?” I asked.
“Yeah. We both walked into the hotel yesterday. I was returning from the exhibition. You were with a luggage and you went straight to the receptionist counter,” he said.
Hmm..
Is this what I’m thinking?
Is he interested in me?
This isn’t what I’m here for.
“Oh… okay,” I said and my eyes glanced at the entrance door again.
“Today again, you k!lled it. I’m an artist and I appreciate beautiful creations. You know what fits you and you wear it right. I’m sorry if I’m going too far but I just had to appreciate your fashion sense and your beauty,” he said.
“Thanks..” I said, hoping he’s not trying to flatter me just to get me on his bed.
Funny enough, I’m here to get someone on my bed… or his bed, any bed, as far as I get him on it and capture a good evidence from it.
His wife spent more than a million naira on the wears I brought with me to this job and thanks to Lora, the fashion stylist who picked the right ones.
According to his wife, he admires women with good and unique fashion sense.
“Nice to meet you Ms Desire and I’m glad to know that we live in the same state,” Remi said.
“Nice to meet you too,” I said.
Glancing at the door afterward, I saw him enter.
Eric Wilfred dragging his luggage with him as he made his way to the counter, and Immediately my heart skipped.
He looked even more handsome than in his photo. A tall, dark skinned man, with a nice workout stature, nice looking beards and a low hair cut that fit his straight face.
I uncrossed my legs as I got ready to execute my first plan, which is getting him to notice me.
If I need him to get attracted to me, he has to notice me first.
“Desire??” I was distracted by the calling of my name by Remi.
I didn’t want to take my eyes off Eric Wilfred neither did I want to ignore Remi, but since Eric Wilfred is still at the counter, I decided to give my last quick attention to Remi before saying my goodbye.
“Are you okay?” he asked me.
“Yeah.. Mr Remi, I have to go. I have some work to do and it’s already time,” I said while grabbing my new phone.
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“You’re presenting yourself to him as Jennifer Daniels. Jennifer Daniels is classic, so you have to be classic and that cheap phone of yours can’t be seen with you. Your new phone has a new Sim which will be discarded immediately after the job. That is the only line you both will be communicating with,” Lora had said two days ago after dropping the latest iPhone in front of me.
Jennifer Daniels?
I couldn’t even choose the fake identity myself.
.
“Really, I thought you’re here for a break from work?” Remi asked.
“Well.. I got no choice in this one. It’s very important for my business growth. Maybe we’ll see tomorrow and talk more,” I said hurriedly and got up.
Although I don’t wish to see him again. He knows my real name and devil might use him to spoil things for me.
“One second please..” he said.
I sighed.
Eric Wilfred was still at the counter and would be leaving the next second!
“Okay?” I urge him to go on.
“Can I at least, get your contact?” he asked.
Right now, I have two contacts; my real contact and my fake contact.
Which one do I give him? Do I even need to give him at all?
Then I saw Eric Wilfred leaving the counter.
I have to go now.
“I have to go,” I said and without withholding a step, I made my way towards the elevator.
His wife told me he booked room 108 which is four rooms away from mine, the reason why I booked a room closer to his.
As I got closer to the elevator, I glanced back to see him few steps away.
Good, we’re going to be in the same elevator.
Pressing on the open button, the elevator doors drew open and I went in, and just immediately, he came in.
I inhaled and pressed on the fifth floor button and the doors started closing.
TBC
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