There’s a snail at the bottom of my garden
And his name is Christopher crawl
He’s crawling along my wall
He crawls all night, he crawls all day
he’s slowly crawling on his way
There’s a snail but it wasn’t Christopher crawl in the nursery rhyme. It was Dede. It suddenly felt as if he was following me, and crawling right into my heart.
I got into my office the next morning to find Diddy perusing one of my dads books.
“Good morning” I said rather sternly, wondering how he came in, what he wanted and who let him in.
“Good morning ma’am. Happy to see me I see” He said, walking towards me as I shut the door.
“What are you doing here?” I snapped at him
“Wh-” he laughed “what am I -?” He shook his head, still smiling as if I was making a joke.
“Wait. Are you stalking me or something?” I was in no mood for his boyish charms.
Diddy was the kind of guy who goes about life like its a fun ride. He’s daring, charming and perhaps a little too immature. He was born into a large family with money. He lived comfortably all through his life and acts like someone of great importance.
“Wow. Following you?” He scuffed, saying something else under his breath
“I’m sorry. What was that?” I confronted him.
He shook his head, massaging his temples.
“What did you say? ” I stood in his way, before he got a chance to turn around and leave. I noticed him staring at my low cut blouse so I stepped back and went to sit in my gigantic chair.
“I said nothing. Don’t get so hung up” he said and made for the door.
“Hung up? You don’t have the balls to say it. You’re free to leave” I taunted almost on top of my voice.
He stopped in his tracks, swung around and walked towards me. He had such a strange serious look that nearly terrified me.
“You know what? I’m tired of you!”
“I’m sorry what -”
“Don’t interrupt me.”
I shut up immediately. It felt strange because I wasn’t used to taking orders.
He continued. “You’re not nice to me. You scowl at me all the time. I’m following you? I’m Dede Ade-Hanson!”
” I know. You don’t -”
“I said don’t interrupt me!” He slammed his palms on the table.
“Yes. I like you. I’m here in your face and you don’t see it. You don’t remember the other night? Remember this.”
He leaned in and covered my lips with his. It was a long hard kiss. He took out his anger on my lips. He parted my lips with his and thrust his warm tongue right through, stroking mine with his. It was so electrifying I couldn’t help but kiss him back. I receive all his frustrations with my mouth willingly responding to him but he pulled back and the kiss ended just as abruptly as it started. Making it the second time.
Diddy turned around and walked away. I didn’t know what to do. Stop him? Or throw a book at him. I was too shocked and almost petrified. He stopped at the door and turned around.
“I was only checking out how we could share the office as agreed in the board meeting but Conference room 2 works just fine. Have fun.”
His voice was sombre. I felt like a bad person. Its true we agreed I would share the office with the representative from Patreco Inc. I didn’t think it would be Diddy.
Honestly, I had only been over reacting because I felt he had been invading my space from the day we met again. With unsolicited kisses, to crashing in my bed. I had forgotten my partner could well be Dede. I had been expecting to see Dokun or anyone else. Who would have thought Diddy could be the office type?
I felt worse than guilty.
We had our first in house meeting as Servace-Patreco. Dede easily filled the spot of a financial strategist making some serious sense all the way. I was worse than judge Judy. Dede could be a business man if he wanted to.
Throughout the meeting, not for once did he look at me, or address me directly even though I tried hard to catch his attention. I was hoping I could apologise telepathically. All I got was a well defined jawline. A beautiful jawline no less.
I knew what I was feeling and I was eager to admit it especially since he told me he liked me too.