CAMARADERIE TROUBLES novel Chapter 6

"Babe, why are you doing this to me?"

Solomon rushed to meet Selena before she reached the door and go out to work.

"Doing what exactly? Mister man, leave me alone. Wouldn't I go to work? Do I look like a full housewife? I am a career woman and I'm late to work already. Darling excuse me of the daily drama this morning". She gawked at him.

"It's really not fair. It's not fair at all! Why are you depriving me of the love I deserve? You claim to be a lover of God and the Bible yet you ignorant of the verse which says; DO NOT DEPRIVE YOURSELVES OF EACH OTHER. Career woman my foot! You go out to work every day from 6:00 AM till 7:30 PM at night. Who does that? You spend more time at work than with family. It isn't a responsible thing to do for a family woman. What if Alice was around? Would it be the same way you would give her ample attention and expect her not to be wayward? All in the name of WORK?"

"Hey. Hey. Hey." She halted him raising her palm.

"Don't come bathe me with pepsin and renin this early morning. It's all your fault babe! When I was a full housewife those years, I would always depend on you for every little thing I wanted. If I want to buy anything.. 'Baby get this for me'. If I need any service 'Baby get this for me'. One more thing I was always bored. I was always left alone at home while you and Alice are out there fulfilling your destinies. My destiny is not to waste my life in a man's kitchen. Do you get that!?" She smirked.

"Nah, I don't get it at all. That I allowed you to work didn't mean I sent you to go around, working like a jack on some business that keeps you away from having family time. And at night, you come to tell me that you are tired, you had a long-ass day. I can't even touch you any longer".

"Can't you control the thing between your two legs? Is this why you married me?

Intercourse? Oh no, I'm not a sex toy.. Please I'm late to work." she shoved him aside and vamoosed.

Solomon went upstairs. He peeped through the blinds and watched Selina as she zoomed off to work.

"Gotcha! if tit doesn't work, we go for tat. He brought out his phone and scrolled through the contact list.

"Yes, BIMBO!!"

He dialed the line. "Precious God, may this girl pick my call".

The line was unreachable.

He tried several times more to no avail. He had begun to have attractions for her.

"Hey pretty lady" He waved softly at her.

This was his catch-up line the night he met Bimbo at a clubhouse. He had walked up to meet her.

"Hi!" she pulled her braids behind her shoulder. She waved.

"And what is this beautiful damsel before me doing here, sitting all alone in this big lounge. You don't wanna dance?"

"Nope, I'm actually waiting for someone." Her mouth curved into a smile as she sized him up, from the crown of his head to the sole of his feet.

"Who are you waiting for for.. your boyfriend?" he teasingly asked.

"No, I am actually waiting for my best friend. Her name is Halima" She replied.

"And what is your own naiiiime?..."

"I'm Bimbo" she answered.

"Nice name, I'm Solomon... Ifekwe Solomon, and it's nice to meet you"

He stretched for a handshake.

She obliged.

He shook her hand warmly, his eyes bored into her.

"Wow! Solomon. Nice name, my daddy bears that." she smiled.

"Oh that's cool, I guess I will soon be your sugar daddy."

"You are funny for real. Your confidence is enviable. I've never seen a man been so bold to approach a lady... Meant like classy ladies like me. It's hard. By the way, you look fresh, and seem like a man with deep pockets" she scrutinized him.

"Thanks for the compliments. Actually, I was shy to walk up at first. It took me minutes to summon courage, I saw you from the gallery. I was so scared. God knows how many times I did the imaginary holy triangle stuff on the air, cos I didn't want to chew more than I could swallow, but the whole process was worth it." he chuckled.

Bimbo laughed.