“Ada! Where is your mind? I’ve been talking to you for almost one full minute!”
Ada looked up in surprise and saw Sophie standing over her desk, wearing a curious expression. “Don’t tell me that you’ve gone and fallen in love,” Sophie continued teasingly. “Or please tell me that, it would truly make my day. It’s about time you fell in love anyway.”
“I haven’t fallen in love!” Ada protested, straightening up from the daydreaming slouch in which Sophie had caught her. “I just have a lot on my mind.”
“Yeah I know!” Sophie scoffed. “That’s why you had that mooning expression on your face!”
Ada sighed. Of course, she had been thinking about Eddie and the ‘kiss’ they had shared. Had she really kissed Eddie Bakare? She wondered what Sophie would say if she told her.
It seemed so wrong now, in retrospect. She shouldn’t have let him do that, she should have protested, or at least showed some displeasure afterwards.
I’m becoming silly, Ada told herself, like all those girls in the movies.
“Eddie wanted your mobile number.” Sophie continued. “Not your office line, your personal mobile, and he wouldn’t tell me why.” She gave Ada a speculative look. “Does he have anything to do with that daydreaming expression you had on earlier on?”
“No!” Ada exclaimed, “And I don’t know what ‘daydreaming look’ you’re talking about.” It was a bold-faced lie and Sophie was obviously not buying it.
Sophie shrugged. “Okay, don’t tell, me, leave me in the dark.” She tripped back to her office in her high heels, the knowing smile still on her face. There is nothing to tell! Ada wanted to scream.
The day went by remarkably fast. Sometime the week before Sophie had interviewed Elizabeth ‘Betty’ Aligbe, the owner of a new clothing atelier, which was fast becoming popular among the society women. Ada’s task for the day was to do the photo shoot for the article.
It took the whole morning. By the time Ada got back to the office, she was exhausted. She spent some time working on fine-tuning the pictures and doing all the other work on her plate. At some point during the afternoon, Oliver and Fadeke started a lively conversation about movies. She didn’t participate, she honestly couldn’t hear them, she was thinking about Eddie, again. He had taken her number from Sophie, was he going to call or keep her waiting all day?
As if he could hear her thoughts, her phone started to ring, interrupting Fadeke and Oliver’s conversation.
It was a number that wasn’t saved on her phone, so it was probably him. She took a deep breath. Why was she so nervous? It was only a phone call.
“Hello.” She said into the phone.
“Hi Ada, This is Eddie.”
As if that voice could belong to anybody else, Ada thought. How was it possible that his voice could sound even better on the phone? It felt warm, husky and sweet, like chocolate, or cream, or…
She snapped out of her wayward thoughts. “Hi.” She said.
“So I’ve been thinking about our date.”
Our date? It sounded so intimate and suggestive, coming from him. She wondered if she had made a mistake in agreeing to it.
“What about it?” She asked him.
“I know we haven’t decided on a day,” He said. “But how about tonight?”
Don’t say yes! An inner voice urged her, make him wait at least a week, make…
“Tonight is fine.” She heard herself telling him. How could she make him wait, when she could hardly wait herself? …. Read More