Starting Over Again by Amaka Azie

Author:Amaka Azie [Azie, Amaka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amaka Azie
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Onome

“I must be crazy,” Onome muttered to her reflection in the tall mirror at the side of her bed. “Oh, why? Why did I text him?” She smoothed her palm across her purple silk nightgown. “I am about to sleep with my boss.”

She couldn’t believe what she was setting out to do. As if it wasn’t self-destructive enough that she thought about making love to him constantly, she was actually about to do it for real. What if sex with him turns out to be bad and disappointing? she thought, and then shook her head. If the hot passionate kisses between them were any indication, it would be life-altering. And that was the real problem here. What happened after tonight? She wanted to continue with her job. She needed to continue with her job. But she also wanted Nnamdi so much.

It had been forty-two long months since she last had sex. And even that night, she had practically begged Efe to make love to her. He had complied like it was a chore, leaving her even more frustrated afterwards. Onome shuddered as she thought about Nnamdi. She could bet he never considered sex a chore. She had read about his sexual prowess from a blog where two women stupidly revealed that he was, as they had put it, a stallion in bed. Although an unsettling bout of jealousy consumed her anytime she thought about that article, it also made her curious.

Onome knew she was putting herself in the same category as those women—one of his conquests—so she had to play the game right. For this to happen successfully, she had to set some ground rules first. Tonight was going to be a one-night thing, a physical satiation of lust between two people. No relationship beyond today. Just a man and a woman helping each other out. Excitement sizzled inside her at the thought. She had never done anything like this in her life. She’d never been with any man other than her ex-husband.

Onome moved from the mirror and sat on her bed. Butterflies skittered all over her tummy. She took short calming breaths to ease her tension, but nothing worked. Tonight, she was crossing a line she wasn’t sure she should. Yet, nothing could have stopped her from sending that text to Nnamdi. She had tried to keep from doing so, keeping her mind busy by watching old movies after she put Fejiro to bed. She had even tidied up the house, telling herself she was doing it because she wanted to make use of the free time on her hands. However, when she found herself changing the bed sheets and pillowcases, she’d collapsed on the bed, laughing frantically at her own foolishness. It was obvious she was preparing for Nnamdi’s visit. Finally, she had to admit it to herself; she wanted him to come over. That was when she threw caution to the wind and texted him. After sending the text, she had taken a quick shower, put on subtle makeup, and splashed perfume on her wrists and neck.

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