In the middle of the night, while Humphrey was asleep, Pauline quietly packed a suitcase and fled. She took the next flight back home and called her brother and a few close friends.
Her friends rushed to be by her side but they couldn’t help the debate … More In good times & in bad . . .
‘Stay there’. Humphrey’s voice was filled with fervor.
Pauline fought to get up but Humphrey held her down with one strong hand and slammed the belt again and again.
Pauline felt as though her backside had been flayed. “Humphrey, please stop!’ she cried.
Finally, Humphrey stood up and took a deep, quivery breath. ‘It is alright now’. … More What was it, she wondered – fetish?
Immediately after the wedding, they left for Seychelles. It was a spectacular beauty to behold. They arrived late in the afternoon, with the sun sparkling over the ocean.
Humphrey took Pauline in his arms. ‘Are you hungry?’
She looked into his eyes and smiled, ‘No’.
‘Neither am I. Why don’t we get undressed?’ … More Finally, a man who understood her appetite
“If the fish and the bird falls in love, where would they live?” he asks her. “I’ve heard this is the irony of true love, pathetic. But with true love, we will change the course of our destiny and be happy for as long as we both shall live”. … More The fish who loved a bird
“Marry me”, Chris says during one of their many dates.
Ariyike grins.
Chris pulls out a cute jewelry box from his trousers’ pocket. “I’m serious”, he says.
Ariyike moves closer to him, touches his face, still full of that beautiful grin. He kissed ever so gently. “I didn’t doubt you the first time”, she whispers. She stretches out her fingers and he slides the ring on her middle finger. “I love you”, she says.
He smiles and kisses her again.
“Come with me my love and our fates we will cheat. Come to this enchanted place where the sea and sky meet.”
Ariyike turns around with a smile. It has been almost a month since she’s hoped to run into him again. Since the last time she didn’t meet him where she left him. She thinks she recognizes that voice. And she is right. It is him; her ‘unconcealed desire’.
“She smiles”, he declares, holding his hand over his chest in that way that reveals how relieved he is that she welcomes him this time. … More The fish who loved a bird
As she drives further away from the stranger, nothing else comes to mind but the face of the one whom she left behind. The only one who has touched a part of her that she’s struggled to ignore. It will be the first time, since Uni, that someone would utter such blatant words of desire to her. And although she doesn’t even know anything about him, she had been quick to jump to the conclusion that he is not her type. Then she scuffs.
“What’s my type anyway if I’ve never had options?” she asks herself.
Then suddenly she turns, though she couldn’t say why. Back to the spot where she left him. … More The fish who loved a bird
