The Quarry

The Quarry

My heart starts to race as I spot him across the room. Our eyes lock for a second and I wonder if he feels it too – that jolt of pure electricity. He looks away, his gaze drawn to the woman petulantly tugging at the sleeve of the tux that barely hides the raw masculinity he exudes. As would be expected, there is – besides Miss Needy – a throng of people around him. A man such as he could easily pull a crowd on a desert island, so a Lagos bar on a Friday night would pose little challenge. One of his admirers must have said something funny because he suddenly throws back his head and laughs. The rich, throaty sound carries across the room, above the subdued music from the hidden speakers, and sets my toes tingling in my Gucci’s.

There is something about him. Usually, I would gag at the thought of using such a cliché, but this time it is true. Maybe it’s that tall, lithe body and the way he carries it. Or perhaps it’s his dark chocolate skin and the way it glows under the lights. It could be that face, which had surely been carved by the hands of angels; those full, sensuous lips that hold promises of secret pleasures.

If nothing else, it surely has something to do with the daredevil I sense him to be – that, and his aloofness, that unreachable something that is both maddening and enthralling. I glance at Miss Needy beside him and see – along with the adoration in her eyes – the anxiety that she would never be more to him than an irksome distraction. I am too busy plotting my own strategy to feel much sympathy for her. She is, after all, a rival. From the look of things, though, she would not be one for long.

Sorry, lady. It’s get on or get gone. Ha-ha!

My mind churns as I nurse my drink, trying not to stare too hard. My eyes glaze over as I picture him naked. Ah, yes…. He works out, so those dark chocolate arms are strong, well toned but not too muscular. He has broad, do-lean-on-me shoulders, a smooth, hairless chest, and shiny pecs. He has a glorious six pack, and a trim waist that tapers down to strong, muscled thighs. And nestled between them…

Damn it.

I wake up in time to see the object of my fantasy lean down and brush his lips lightly against the disappointed Miss Needy’s cheek, shake hands with some guys, and head for the door. I quickly signal to the bartender to put the drink on my tab as I hurry after him.

As usual, I am slightly nervous as I approach my quarry, and I wonder – would he find my strong, overt approach off-putting? Would he hate that I am white? Would he mind that I am a man?

N.B: If anyone can think of a better title for this piece, I’d be glad to hear it. Thanks.

24 thoughts on “The Quarry” by Uche Okonkwo (@Uche)

  1. LOOOOOL!!!! This was fantastic!!! The description of the guy was just too on point… I want one of those ASAP! Damn… ***shivers*** The end was very creative. Cant help but root for your MC in spite of the staggering odds in opposition… You succeeded in endearing us to him and putting us off Miss Needy… Love love love… :)

  2. I kinda felt sorry for Ms. Needy.

  3. @ F and M – that's funny, cos I wasn't rooting for my MC. lol.
    Thanks for the comments.

  4. LOL… I guess the depiction of Miss Needy skewed things to his own perspective so she irritated me… :s Poor guy… Talk about lost cause… lol

  5. This is a beautiful story. You made the characters so real with your description. And the ending? That was a really great unexpected twist. I wish him better luck than Ms Needy, lol.

    1. Thanks, but I don’t wish him luck o.

  6. Mwajim Al (@)

    Nice… very nice… definitely an unexpected twist… love it!!!

    1. Thanks for loving it.

  7. Dekky (@Dekky)

    Wow….me love too much…

    1. Thanks, Dekky.

  8. Fredrick-chiagozie-Nwonwu (@Fredrick-chiagozie-Nwonwu)

    Hmmmmn! Feminine, vain and altogether captivating, enough for one to wonder what becomes of the Miss and her Quarry. Love the way the Miss Needy character was discarded, and the confidence the writer instilled in the main character. great write. I like.

  9. so the guy is a homo or what?

  10. @Adeyinka – the main character is obviously a homo.

  11. hmmmmmmm
    i was surprised at how everything turned out,didn’t expect it.
    nice one.

  12. Well done on this one. Descriptive prowess displayed here. Nice twist too. Good job!

  13. Love it, love it, love it!!..Don’t even mind that the guy is gay…But please let the darling chocolate skinned man only love…Well done Uche..

    1. Thanks, Mercy. About the ‘darling chocolate skinned man’, I’m as much in the dark as you are. If it were up to me, he would definitely love only ladies. Lol.

  14. very nice… the twist at the end was priceless, i think the title is more than apt too.

  15. Thank you. So the title’s okay then.

  16. Lol. The ending was so unexpected. Very nice writing and like you said, I don’t wish him luck

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