Twice Bitten 13

This entry is part 8 of 13 in the series Twice bitten

African American couple playing pool


A short while later we got to our destination and docked the boat at a beautiful resort. I saw people milling about from afar, some swimming, young men and women strolling hand in hand. It was a bustling resort.

“Where are we?” I asked, still looking around.

“This is Ilashe private beach resort.” Daniel said as he helped me to my feet.

“Oh wow. You really know how to make a girl feel special, don’t you?”

He winked. “I try my best.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “You sure do.”

Before I knew what was happening, we were seated at a table in an alcove facing the sea. We were close to the water we could hear the sounds of the crashing of the waves. The environment felt so peaceful despite the people milling about and having fun.

Daniel signaled a waiter. “Yes, Mr Omalu, what can I offer you?”

I raised my brows. He’s obviously well known here.

“I’ll have a bottle of water please.” He turned to me. “What would you have?”

“Water is fine, please.”

“A bottle of water for her too.” Daniel told the waiter and dismissed him.

“I like this place.” I smiled, looking around.

“I’m glad you do. I like it too but I don’t get to come here as often as I would like.”

“Why not?” I inclined my head to study him better

He shrugged. “Time.”

“Oh I see what you mean. You busy business moguls barely have time for the simple things of life.”

He laughed. “However cocky this may sound, it’s true.”

I nodded. “I can see why you like it though. It’s peaceful and serene, despite the crowd and many activities.”

“You’re right on point.” He studied me with a very serious expression on his face.

I smiled and looked away, self-conscious.

“You know,” he began, “you keep surprising me with your depth. Many beautiful ladies you see around and especially in Lagos here are all about the outward appearance, they don’t have any substance.”

That surprised me. “You shouldn’t make that kind of conclusion. There are many beautiful women out there with plenty to offer apart from their beauty.”

“Well, I’m not saying there aren’t. You’re a good example. I’m just saying you get disappointed most of the time by how shallow these women turn out to be.”

“Maybe the women you hang around with. Daniel, I’m new in Lagos and I must say I have met some incredible women in this city.”

“You’re right. I should probably change the people I hang with.”

“Good thing.” I smiled.

“Would you mind if I start with you?”

I took a sip of water. “Start what with me?”

“Start changing the people I hang around with by hanging more with you. Maybe your intelligence will rub off on me.”

“For you to be as successful as you seem to be, you must have plenty of intelligence.”

He laughed. “Right again.” And he kept studying me. “So, how about my question.”

I shrugged. “That will depend on how much you’re able to impress me today. After all, you promised me a day of fun.”

“That I did. That I did, and I’m going to deliver.” He looked around, “would you like to play a round of billiard?”

“I’m sure I can whoop your ass in that one round. Why don’t we make it three rounds?”

He lifted his brow in surprise. “You play billiard?”

“You asked, didn’t you? Why don’t I show you?”

“I can’t believe this.” He said under his breath as he stood up.

“Better believe it pal.” I murmured as I followed him to the corner where the table was.

There were two guys at the table when we got there. Daniel drew one aside and spoke softly in his ear. I didn’t hear what he said, but the guy signaled to his partner and they left together.

“Do people always do what you ask?” I asked, incredulous

He grinned. “For the most part, when I ask nicely.”

I snorted and picked up the triangle so I could arrange the balls in it, making sure the 8-ball was in the middle. I could feel his eyes boring into my back as I carefully placed the cue ball in the proper place. I then picked up my cue stick and proceeded to break up the fifteen pool balls. I immediately sank two balls into the pockets and grinned as his eyes almost popped out of his face.

I was enjoying wiping that smirk off his face. I missed the next shot, and looked at him. “Your turn, ace.”

He rubbed some chalk on the end of his cue stick and bent to take aim. Good posture, I was still thinking when he shot four balls in with rapid succession. I dragged my mind back to the game immediately. I think we’ve got a pro here. I took charge of my cue stick and went to work. At the end of three rounds, I emerged the winner.

“You’re just a sore loser.” I laughed at Daniel as he complained that I cheated during the last round.

Three hours and three games later, we settled for a sumptuous lunch of fries and grilled fish. The fish literarily melted on my tongue. I devoured it heartily as I had worked up a healthy appetite swimming.

After lunch, we lounged around for about an hour more before we decided to call it a day. All through the ride back to the city, we were both quiet. I guess we both had a lot to think about. We enjoyed each other’s company so much, we needed to think about where all this was going.

I smiled at him as he packed his very sexy car in front of my apartment complex. My neighbors must be green with envy wondering who owns the very expensive car.

“Thank you for a very lovely day, Daniel. I really had fun despite the fact that I was kidnapped initially.” I turned to him in the car and grinned.

I was not disappointment as he let out a very hearty laugh. “I’m glad you had fun. That was what I promised you after all.”

“Yeah, yeah. And this sexy Boyd of yours didn’t hurt either.”

“Oh, Boyd loves satisfying the ladies, you know?”

I snorted. “I bet.”

He laughed again. “Although, you’re the only lady he had ever had the pleasure to satisfy.” He winked

“Really?” I narrowed my eyes. “How fortunate for me.”

“Yeah, I wanted to impress you, so out came Boyd.”

“Are you telling me I’m the only woman ever to have ridden in this baby?” I raised my brows as I patted the soft leather seat.

“That is exactly what I am saying.”

“No other woman? Ever?”

“I’m not saying I’m a saint Ella. I used other cars, never this one.” He looked at me earnestly.

“That’s a lot of responsibility for me, isn’t it?” I stared at his face.

“He took my left hand, raised it, and gave a soft brush of his lips on the palm. “No pressure, Ella.”

I sighed and shook my head. I needed some time away from his all-encompassing presence. “Thank you for a lovely day, Daniel. Really, I won’t forget it anytime soon.”

“It was a pleasure for me too.” He smiled into my eyes.

I nodded and withdrew my hand from his.

“I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay.” I said and stepped out of the car.

I waved at him and watched him drive off. No pressure, uh? After the day I had, and all the confessions he bombarded my heart with, he just told me no pressure? Yeah, right.

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    Nice one maggie…. Can’t wait for what’s coming next

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