“One more chance” I whispered again still shutting my eyes as I felt the plane go lower and lower “Oh no! We’re really going to crash” I screamed; almost immediately I felt a loud tap on my legs and I jumped, waking up suddenly.
“Stop shouting things like that, you’ll frighten the other passengers” Nonso scolded; I looked at him, I was still confused and frightened but he looked as calm as ever, he wasn’t panicking, instead he was looking at me like I was crazy. I looked round at the other passengers, they were all minding their businesses like nothing had happened; although those sitting close to me were giving me the same “are you crazy?” Look that Nonso was giving me.
“I thought we were about to crash” I stammered, “No we’re not” Nonso replied looking at me suspiciously, “the plane is about to land. You’ve been sleeping the whole time”. “Oh! My” I gasped feeling rather stupid, I had fallen asleep while thinking about my mum and had started having nightmares on the plane; I was happy and relieved that it was all a dream, I made a promise to myself at that moment that I was never going to jump any queue again as I looked out of the window and watched the plane slowly land on the runway.
Luckily, it had been a short flight, so it didn’t matter that I had not done any leg exercises during the flight. I always did leg exercises anytime I was on the plane especially if it was a long flight to prevent the risk of having a Deep Vein Thrombosis(DVT). DVT happens when a blood clot is formed in the deep veins in the leg and one of its causes is situations where a person remains in a position without moving around for a long time such as during long flights or after a surgery; other risk factors include pregnancy, cancer, obesity, taking oral contraceptive pills and old age. Deep vein thrombosis can be life threatening if the blood clot formed in the leg travels to the lungs and blocks a blood vessel supplying it, that is why it is important to prevent it when going on very long flights by wearing special socks called compression stockings, doing exercises with your legs while sitting down, drinking plenty of water and walking around whenever you can.
“Calabar, here I am” I whispered to myself, “we made it” I said to Nonso, giving him a peck on the lips, one would have thought I had just arrived in America with the way I was so excited.
After waiting endlessly at the arrival lounge, luggages finally started coming out on the conveyor belt and as usual, mine was one of the last to appear, it was like I had been jinxed, it didn’t matter what time I checked in or whether my suitcase was big or small, it always came out last.
Eventually, we were able to get a cab to take us to our hotel. When we arrived, I noticed the receptionist was being unusually friendly towards Nonso, I’d heard all sorts of stories about Calabar girls and their cooking and bedroom skills, there was no way I was letting any of them steal my Nonso, I came prepared.
The receptionist was insisting Nonso put down his phone number on the arrival card he filled for us on check in, she stated that it was a major requirement for check in according to hotel policy; a part of me wanted to demand to see a written copy of the policy but I just snatched the pen out of Nonso’s hands and put my number instead, I could tell she wasn’t too happy about it. Nonso on the other hand didn’t seem to mind, he had been unusually well behaved
since the night I made him sleep outside my house, if I had known that was all it took to tame him, I’d have done that a long time ago.
We were lodged in a hotel resort on the ranch so we had enough time to explore as we liked. I wanted to start checking everything out immediately but Nonso said he was too tired and needed some rest, I was too excited to sleep so I decided to explore the hotel and ranch by myself.
I couldn’t help but notice that there were numerous old men paired with girls young enough to be their daughters in the hotel restaurant, seeing them made me sick to my stomach especially because I knew my Dad belonged to their atrocious club.
I’d seen enough and was just about to head back to our room when I heard someone shout my name, “Sonia, is that you?”,
“Surely it is I” I thought wondering who it could be, who could possibly be calling my name in Calabar? I was shocked at the thought that there was someone who knew me after all I never lived in there at any time and chances that any of my friends also decided to come on a vacation that same weekend was quite slim.
When I turned back, I saw a guy walking towards me, I recognised him immediately, it was Tim, an old colleague of mine, he looked even more handsome than he did the last time I saw him. He was wearing a sleeveless body fitting shirt with shorts to go with it and a pair of trainers; the shirt was so well fitted that I could see a complete six pack right beneath it. I have to admit, he was way sexier than when I last saw him and back then I still thought he was extremely sexy.
I knew I might face temptation in Calabar because I’d heard Calabar men were very handsome too; I’d prepared my mind to resist the temptation but I definitely wasn’t prepared for the temptation that now stood before me.
I’ll confess, I lied when I said Tim and I were just colleagues, We were a little more than that. Saying we were colleagues would be putting it mildly, we were much more than just colleagues.
Tim and I had history. He’s also a movie producer and director and we’d work on a couple of projects in the past.
A little over a year ago, while we were working on a TV show together, Nonso cheated on me with some random lady and when I found out I was mad and heartbroken, I broke up with him and our break up lasted almost a month. It was the first time I’d ever caught him cheating on me. At that time I didn’t really have any shoulder to cry on, Seun had travelled out of the country on a training course and I didn’t want to tell any of my female colleagues because I knew they’d probably laugh at me because I’d bragged to them in the past that Nonso would never cheat.
I was carrying the hurt and anger with me everywhere I went, it had begun affecting my work and Tim noticed and confronted me about it one day; I shocked myself at how easily I broke down in tears and told him everything; he comforted and consoled me,” and from that day, he developed a soft spot for me. There’s something about when your heart broken, it’s always so easy to fall for the guy that gives a shoulder to cry on, I’ve noticed over time that a lot of men especially the wolves amongst them usually take advantage of women in that state because they are most vulnerable when they are nursing a broken heart.
I started to fall for Tim with time, circumstances made it easy for that to happen, he was handsome and single while I was heartbroken and desperately trying to move on from Nonso l.
Tim and were spending a lot of time together then, since we were working on the same TV show. It didn’t help that he started falling for me too, the force of attraction between us was so strong that one thing lead to another and before we knew it, we were almost having sex. I say almost because we did every imaginable thing you could do in bed but I just never let him reach the promised land because a part of me still loved Nonso and I had promised myself that the man who deflowered me would be the only man I ever slept with and would eventually marry; that’s probably one of the reasons it’s difficult for me to break up with Nonso or even cheat on him.
Tim was a very patient man, he didn’t want to force me into doing anything I’d regret, he wanted me to do everything out of my own free will so he waited till I was ready. Unfortunately for him, Nonso came back to his senses and started fighting to get me back. It was a really tough decision for me to make but I went back to Nonso, breaking Timi’s heart.
Nonso and Timi have been sworn enemies ever since then, as a matter of fact, if Nonso saw me talking to him, there’d be a really huge fight between he and Tim after which he’d probably stop talking to me for days.
I had to cut off all communication with Tim just to please Nonso and he eventually gave up trying to reach me after sometime, when he figured my mind was made up.
“What a pleasant surprise! What are you doing in Calabar?” He asked with a big smile on his face, he looked like he had just found his long lost jewel, “I just came around to escape from the noisy hustle and bustle of Lagos” I said with a chuckle, I intentionally didn’t mention that I came with Nonso because I didn’t want to bring back any bad memories, I figured he’d probably never find out Nonso was around seeing as we were only there for two more days.
“What are you doing here?” I asked giving him a playful punch on the shoulder, “this is a location for the movie I’m currently shooting” he replied, “what a crazy coincidence! Who’d have ever thought I’d bump into you again in Calabar of all places?” he asked still looking like he couldn’t believe his eyes. I didn’t know what to respond so I just laughed. He offered to show me around so we chatted for a while as we walked round, then he insisted I went over to his room with him to see some unedited clips of the movie they had finished shooting; he wanted my opinion on them and I figured his request was harmless, it was the least I could do to make up for everything I had put him through in the past.
He excitedly led me to his room which coincidentally was on the same floor as ours although ours was further down the hall.
“After you” he said ushering me in with a smile on his face after he opened the door. I walked in and sat on the bed as there was nowhere else to sit since the only chair in the room had been buried under a heap of clothes. He closed the door behind him and unplugged his laptop from where it had been charging then sat down on the bed beside me and started showing me clips.
I have to admit, I was impressed with his work, Timi had always been one of the best in the industry so I wasn’t too surprised at how well the movie was turning out to be.
He offered me a drink when we were done watching the clips but I declined politely. Then he held my hands and looked into my eyes, “I still love you, Sonia” he said, he looked so cute and handsome in the dim light of his room, hearing those words took me back to the good old days when we spent time in each other’s arms, he suddenly leaned forward and kissed me on the lips and I found myself responding, it was a long passionate kiss.
“What are you doing?” a small voice in my head suddenly said, “are you out of your mind?”
That must’ve been the voice of reasoning or my guardian angel snapping me back to reality, I immediately pulled away from him and got up from the bed, what was I thinking accepting to come to his room with him when he was looking so handsome and sexy? I knew the attraction between us had always been very strong but I thought it would have died by then. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. Did I just cheat on Nonso? Was kissing considered to be a form of cheating?
My head was pounding, I didn’t know what to think anymore, so I ran for the door.
“I’m so sorry” he said when he realised what he had done but by then it was too late, I was already outside the door; he got up to follow me behind but stopped right behind me outside the door when he realised I wasn’t running anymore.
Walking down the corridor towards the staircase was Nonso, he must’ve been on his way down to look for me, it immediately dawned on me that I hadn’t switched my phone on since we landed at the airport, he must’ve been trying to call me and had probably gotten worried when he couldn’t reach me all this while and decided to look for me only to bump into me running out of another room close to the staircase with his worst enemy following closely behind.
“Sonia?” he called as if trying to confirm that it was really me; I hung my head in shame as I saw him look behind me almost immediately, he noticed who was standing behind me and started to shout, “you again?” He asked pointing at Tim who looked very surprised to see him.
I immediately knew that convincing Nonso that nothing happened between Tim and I was going to be an impossible task, things were about to get messy.
Once again, I began to wish I hadn’t jumped the queue; if I’d just allowed us miss our flight, this would never have happened. “Lord, I’m sorry again for jumping the queue earlier today” I prayed under my breath, “if you’d just let me come out of this alive, I promise I’m never jumping any queue again”…..