FEEL IT, LOVE IT CONTINUATION
The time was 10:12 pm,
Janet had just finished taking a shower. As she lay on the bed and was
reaching to get a novel, her phone rang. When she saw the name of the
caller on the screen, she quickly answered the call.
"Hello", she said.
Kingsley: Hi, how has your day been?
Janet: Fine, thank you!
Kingsley: okay, what were you doing before I called
Janet: I, I ... nothing, was just waiting for sleep to come.
Kingsley: Do you receive midnight calls?
Janet: Yes, I do.
(Janet rarely answered midnight calls, she always switched off her phone once it was 11pm unless she wasn't working the next day).
Kingsley: okay, let me call you back, and then make sure you charge your phone.
Janet: Okay.
As Kingsley ended the call, it became clearer in his mind that Janet was interested in him, if not, why on earth would she agree to midnight calls with him preferring to have a sleepless night when the next day wasn’t a Saturday or Sunday? He asked himself.
Janet on the other hand was excited, there was no way she was going to fall asleep now. Her heart was beating faster and her thoughts racing as she kept trying to figure out what he wanted to say to her. She sat up on her bed, her eyes wide and bright; Kingsley was going to be talking to her and her alone tonight, sleep was not going to deprive her of the joy of having his focus and attention on her. No matter what happened, she wasn't going to miss Kingsley's call. She wouldn't forgive herself if she did.
Kingsley didn’t call till 1:30am, he had set his alarm for 12am and slept, but when the alarm rang, he picked it up and set it an hour ahead in order to get a bit more sleep.
Janet had her earphones in her ears, she hadn’t slept one bit. Fortunately for her, the electricity was still on and she had passed the time listening to music from her smartphone while reading her novel.
When Kingsley's call finally came, she didn’t ask him why he took so long.
He wasn't expecting her to answer the call so quickly because he thought she would have been asleep.
Kingsley: Seems you're still awake. You were very quick to answer the call as though you were waiting for it? He asked.
Janet: That's because I like to keep my promise. She replied.
Kingsley: Okay if you say so, how are you? Kingsley asked
Janet: I’m cool.
Kingsley: What do you have for me?
Janet: Erm... like what?
Kingsley: Anything, anyway you didn’t ask me why I called you and what exactly I wanted to talk about.
I don’t want to be too forward. She said.
Oooh... okay. (Kingsley smiled ).
Why...? He began to ask but stopped to ask her if she was going to work in the morning.
Yes I am, why what? She asked.
What?
You didn’t finish your question, you asked why?
Hmm...don’t you worry, he replied.
No! Say it, I want to hear it.
Anyway, I'm just curious, I'd like to know the reason why you want to speak to me instead of sleeping? He asked. Without waiting for her reply he continued, why do you stare at me? Or is it me? Do you have anything you will love to tell me? He asked further.
Seriously I care about you, and I will like to know if you stopped being in the choir because of me.
“You care about me” did you just say that? Janet could hardly believe her ears. Was she dreaming? She thought. Did Kingsley really say he cared about her? Her heart was beating wildly and she was feeling euphoric. Wow! I didn’t know but is that the reason you called?
Yes! Kingsley answered.
I don’t have to answer all those questions, you should know by now I like you and if I don’t I will be sleeping by now. She told him.
Okay! If I ask you to visit me at my place, would you? Kingsley asked
Yes I will, just let me know when? Janet said.
Tomorrow 5pm, you should be off work by then, right? He asked.
I will call you when I am through at work.
Well sleep tight. He said sweetly.
You too. Janet replied.
After the call, she searched her wardrobe that morning at 3:15am, looking for a sexy dress to put on that day to work since she would be visiting him after work.
When she woke up that morning, the first thought that crossed her mind was visiting Kingsley that evening. She took her bath and put on the short, sexy gown she had picked out after Kingsley's call and put on a pair of cute flat-soled shoes. She applied some makeup being fully aware that it would wipe off before her visit to Kingsley's house.
She packed her makeup kit into her bag and left for work. At 5 pm, she carried her bag, powdered her face, applied lip gloss to her lips and put on some perfume and then she called him.
Hello! I’m set. What cab do I take? After she made the call, she followed his directions.
On getting to his house, she met Kinsley’s dad and mum in the sitting room; she wasn’t expecting to see them. She thought he was living all alone. Kingsley introduced her and she greeted them, kneeling on both knees (the way elders are greeted in the Yoruba culture as a sign of acknowledgement and respect), she also didn’t know whether to sit right in the parlor or to follow Kingsley who was standing beside her watching his parents.
Kingsley's mom returned her greeting and asked, "how are you my daughter?" Mummy nko and daddy? Shey gown e yi kowa short ju bayi? (“is this your gown not too short like this?”). Yes! Kingsley's dad snapped in. Yes! Your gown is too short, wearing short gown doesn’t make you more beautiful and respected by responsible men but it portray you as someone who is wayward and I hope you are not? No sir! She replied immediately.
Anyway feel free, feel at home. Kingsley's dad said. And again what church do you attend? He asked. Dad, we attend the same church. Kingsley replied.
Okay dear. Do you wish to sit with us here or you will be more comfortable with your friend? Kingsley's dad asked. Janet smiled but just remained at the same spot. “Seems like she doesn’t want to sit with us. Kingsley's mom said. "Okay, bye then. Let us know before you leave." She said.
Yes, ma Janet said and left the sitting room to meet Kingsley who led her to his room.
"Make sure the door isn't closed o". Kingsley dad said. They both smiled as they left.
As they got into his room, he offered her a seat and some orange juice. She accepted it and thanked him. Without wasting much time, he brought up the discussion they had on the phone that morning
Janet was not shy now that both of them were alone and together. Kingsley continued, why did you come? Did you having the intention of visiting me before? Just waiting for me to say it out? Janet, I'm just curious about the eye contact, spit it out we are all alone, there is nothing to be scared off he whispered to her.
The door was closed and she told him all the signs he had noticed, he should at least understand by now as a matured guy.
I don’t understand, make me please. kingsley said
I have got feelings for you, dumb head, very strong ones. When am alone, I imagine you beside me touching me and ……
Kissing you...you have always imagined me kissing and touching you, right? Kingsley interrupted. Why are you silent talk to me? He asked as he held her hands.
Yes! If that’s what you want to hear replied janet.
Waaow! I’m flattered. He said and smiled.
You should be, but am not kidding. Seriously speaking, that's how I feel she said as she touched his lips, caressing them. Your lips are inviting, they are soft and pink she said as she looked lovingly into his eyes. Your eyes I can’t look at for a very long time, I can only stare at them and I love how it feels when our eyes meet. Can you imagine how I feel when I see asyou playing the keyboard with so much skill and passion? All this while she was talking, he was only looking at her in amusement.
Kiss me please, I beg you. Janet pleaded.
Come on, why aren’t you talking anymore? Are you surprised?
How old are you? He asked her.
I’m 17.
You are still very young, I don’t know what you want exactly but I will ask you this question, it's now left for you to pick.
Do you want a relationship with me? Or do you want me to kiss you? Or do you just want to flirt around with me and have sex?
Tell me what you want from me? Janet asked him.
I'm sorry, I don’t want anything from you, babe. I'm only trying to confirm my suspicions. Kingsley replied.
"Hello", she said.
Kingsley: Hi, how has your day been?
Janet: Fine, thank you!
Kingsley: okay, what were you doing before I called
Janet: I, I ... nothing, was just waiting for sleep to come.
Kingsley: Do you receive midnight calls?
Janet: Yes, I do.
(Janet rarely answered midnight calls, she always switched off her phone once it was 11pm unless she wasn't working the next day).
Kingsley: okay, let me call you back, and then make sure you charge your phone.
Janet: Okay.
As Kingsley ended the call, it became clearer in his mind that Janet was interested in him, if not, why on earth would she agree to midnight calls with him preferring to have a sleepless night when the next day wasn’t a Saturday or Sunday? He asked himself.
Janet on the other hand was excited, there was no way she was going to fall asleep now. Her heart was beating faster and her thoughts racing as she kept trying to figure out what he wanted to say to her. She sat up on her bed, her eyes wide and bright; Kingsley was going to be talking to her and her alone tonight, sleep was not going to deprive her of the joy of having his focus and attention on her. No matter what happened, she wasn't going to miss Kingsley's call. She wouldn't forgive herself if she did.
Kingsley didn’t call till 1:30am, he had set his alarm for 12am and slept, but when the alarm rang, he picked it up and set it an hour ahead in order to get a bit more sleep.
Janet had her earphones in her ears, she hadn’t slept one bit. Fortunately for her, the electricity was still on and she had passed the time listening to music from her smartphone while reading her novel.
When Kingsley's call finally came, she didn’t ask him why he took so long.
He wasn't expecting her to answer the call so quickly because he thought she would have been asleep.
Kingsley: Seems you're still awake. You were very quick to answer the call as though you were waiting for it? He asked.
Janet: That's because I like to keep my promise. She replied.
Kingsley: Okay if you say so, how are you? Kingsley asked
Janet: I’m cool.
Kingsley: What do you have for me?
Janet: Erm... like what?
Kingsley: Anything, anyway you didn’t ask me why I called you and what exactly I wanted to talk about.
I don’t want to be too forward. She said.
Oooh... okay. (Kingsley smiled ).
Why...? He began to ask but stopped to ask her if she was going to work in the morning.
Yes I am, why what? She asked.
What?
You didn’t finish your question, you asked why?
Hmm...don’t you worry, he replied.
No! Say it, I want to hear it.
Anyway, I'm just curious, I'd like to know the reason why you want to speak to me instead of sleeping? He asked. Without waiting for her reply he continued, why do you stare at me? Or is it me? Do you have anything you will love to tell me? He asked further.
Seriously I care about you, and I will like to know if you stopped being in the choir because of me.
“You care about me” did you just say that? Janet could hardly believe her ears. Was she dreaming? She thought. Did Kingsley really say he cared about her? Her heart was beating wildly and she was feeling euphoric. Wow! I didn’t know but is that the reason you called?
Yes! Kingsley answered.
I don’t have to answer all those questions, you should know by now I like you and if I don’t I will be sleeping by now. She told him.
Okay! If I ask you to visit me at my place, would you? Kingsley asked
Yes I will, just let me know when? Janet said.
Tomorrow 5pm, you should be off work by then, right? He asked.
I will call you when I am through at work.
Well sleep tight. He said sweetly.
You too. Janet replied.
After the call, she searched her wardrobe that morning at 3:15am, looking for a sexy dress to put on that day to work since she would be visiting him after work.
When she woke up that morning, the first thought that crossed her mind was visiting Kingsley that evening. She took her bath and put on the short, sexy gown she had picked out after Kingsley's call and put on a pair of cute flat-soled shoes. She applied some makeup being fully aware that it would wipe off before her visit to Kingsley's house.
She packed her makeup kit into her bag and left for work. At 5 pm, she carried her bag, powdered her face, applied lip gloss to her lips and put on some perfume and then she called him.
Hello! I’m set. What cab do I take? After she made the call, she followed his directions.
On getting to his house, she met Kinsley’s dad and mum in the sitting room; she wasn’t expecting to see them. She thought he was living all alone. Kingsley introduced her and she greeted them, kneeling on both knees (the way elders are greeted in the Yoruba culture as a sign of acknowledgement and respect), she also didn’t know whether to sit right in the parlor or to follow Kingsley who was standing beside her watching his parents.
Kingsley's mom returned her greeting and asked, "how are you my daughter?" Mummy nko and daddy? Shey gown e yi kowa short ju bayi? (“is this your gown not too short like this?”). Yes! Kingsley's dad snapped in. Yes! Your gown is too short, wearing short gown doesn’t make you more beautiful and respected by responsible men but it portray you as someone who is wayward and I hope you are not? No sir! She replied immediately.
Anyway feel free, feel at home. Kingsley's dad said. And again what church do you attend? He asked. Dad, we attend the same church. Kingsley replied.
Okay dear. Do you wish to sit with us here or you will be more comfortable with your friend? Kingsley's dad asked. Janet smiled but just remained at the same spot. “Seems like she doesn’t want to sit with us. Kingsley's mom said. "Okay, bye then. Let us know before you leave." She said.
Yes, ma Janet said and left the sitting room to meet Kingsley who led her to his room.
"Make sure the door isn't closed o". Kingsley dad said. They both smiled as they left.
As they got into his room, he offered her a seat and some orange juice. She accepted it and thanked him. Without wasting much time, he brought up the discussion they had on the phone that morning
Janet was not shy now that both of them were alone and together. Kingsley continued, why did you come? Did you having the intention of visiting me before? Just waiting for me to say it out? Janet, I'm just curious about the eye contact, spit it out we are all alone, there is nothing to be scared off he whispered to her.
The door was closed and she told him all the signs he had noticed, he should at least understand by now as a matured guy.
I don’t understand, make me please. kingsley said
I have got feelings for you, dumb head, very strong ones. When am alone, I imagine you beside me touching me and ……
Kissing you...you have always imagined me kissing and touching you, right? Kingsley interrupted. Why are you silent talk to me? He asked as he held her hands.
Yes! If that’s what you want to hear replied janet.
Waaow! I’m flattered. He said and smiled.
You should be, but am not kidding. Seriously speaking, that's how I feel she said as she touched his lips, caressing them. Your lips are inviting, they are soft and pink she said as she looked lovingly into his eyes. Your eyes I can’t look at for a very long time, I can only stare at them and I love how it feels when our eyes meet. Can you imagine how I feel when I see asyou playing the keyboard with so much skill and passion? All this while she was talking, he was only looking at her in amusement.
Kiss me please, I beg you. Janet pleaded.
Come on, why aren’t you talking anymore? Are you surprised?
How old are you? He asked her.
I’m 17.
You are still very young, I don’t know what you want exactly but I will ask you this question, it's now left for you to pick.
Do you want a relationship with me? Or do you want me to kiss you? Or do you just want to flirt around with me and have sex?
Tell me what you want from me? Janet asked him.
I'm sorry, I don’t want anything from you, babe. I'm only trying to confirm my suspicions. Kingsley replied.
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