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Chapter 40 - Chapter 39

Sita

"The ou café?"

The voice was not that of a maid. It was Julia's approaching from behind. I turned to her and once again, my face broke into a warm smile. she was donning what I would call skimpy if I were to give a name to it.

It was a tight half-cut that gave away her large nipples, and a blue short that gave away the full size of her V-jay and made her bare ass jiggle in it. she probably had a man in her bed as I guessed earlier, but it would be her choice to tell me if she had a man in bed or not, and not my business to ask.

"Sita Kouassi." She returned the smile as I rose to hug her. She wrapped me up in a hug though I was the first to offer my open arms. Julia was not slim like most of us in our long time no see friend circle. She was a little bigger than we were, and she had a bit other features men liked the most, the front and the behind, the skin, the curvy shape, and the pretty face, but they didn't stay long with her because she was rich, and she kept changing them like they were mere pieces of linen.

"Long time no see, Julia." I broke the embrace and surveyed her with my eyes. "You look like you fell from the sky."

She laughed and seized me up with her eyes. "And…" she pointed at me, "You look stressed." She held my arms and made faces like a baby would do while demanding extra care from her mother. "When will you stop snubbing your wellbeing so you can care for people who don't care about you?"

The last time I heard such a question was the last time I visited my parents, and since that day, I've tried my very best to keep from going to their place, though most times, I felt the strong force of attraction that would toss me to their place, but even with all that urge, I had kept my distance for long.

"Don't advise me this time, Julia." I smiled. "I am fine by the way, and you don't need to remind me that I made the best choice being the best philanthropist you've ever known."

She laughed and made for the sofas. I had chosen the little one, but she made for the long one in the hall. I could remember in those old good days, we both shared the same sofa no matter how small or long it was, but now, look what life had done. We sat on different sofas, yet, we felt nothing bad about the new development.

"So, how have you been?" I asked. "The last time I checked on you, I was told you traveled to Paris."

She moved her lips and smiled. She didn't seem ready to talk about her trip to Paris as I was told when I came by to meet her. I looked around to see if she was communicating with someone, but there was no one in sight.

"Like I asked earlier." She started. "Tea or coffee, Sita?"

"Coffee," I replied. "I need caffeine in large quantities."

"Caffeine?" she asked. "You don't need all that shit in large quantity unless you've gotten addicted to it."

I smiled. I didn't have to discuss my addiction to her, and by the way, my addiction had nothing to do with caffeine. I was merely addicted to chocolate, but I would always choose coffee over tea, because of the aroma of the roasted coffee bean.

"I don't mind, just get me coffee, and tell me where you were the last time I visited your place." I wanted her to know I was better in the business of diverting conversations to something else.

"Paris, of course. You already said it." she crossed her legs on the sofa on which she was nestled. "The old city was good. I enjoyed it but I decided that I won't rot in white man's land.

I faked a smile. she wasn't speaking of Paris like she did each time she took a long trip. Something just didn't seem right about her travel to Paris as was claimed.

"Julia?" I looked her in the eyes. She made faces and offered me a wry smile, yet, I retained my look in her eyes. "Did you travel to Paris?"

She rose from her seat and ambled towards me. Once she got to me, she lowered her face to mine as though she wanted to share a kiss with me, and thus came her words.

"I traveled to Paris." She announced, but what I don't know is why you are so interested in knowing if I traveled or not?"

I looked around the room before I stood up to face her. "Because you were acting strange."

"Because I didn't want to wake the man I had just put to bed." She snapped and placed a finger on her lips. "He said I talked too much, and asked me not to wake him with my excess stories and fantasies."

I felt the urge well up like a lump of undigested fufu. I just couldn't help it till I busted into laughter. I hadn't been waiting to laugh at her, but I laughed like I was waiting to do something crazy.

"You will wake him, you silly thing." She covered my mouth. "Cletus is my last home in man. We've been loving each other for five months now, and you come from where exactly to do your silly laughter session and wake him from his slight slumber.

"Sorry." I raised both hands in the air. "But I guess we should go to the garden and have a girls' good day while your man sleeps in his place without being bothered by either my laughter or yours."

She nodded her head. "Okay, the garden is waiting out there, and I'm in for it."