When I arrived home, the first thing I did was to take a shower before changing into a new clothes and eating my dinner. I didn't eat my dinner first as I was eager to take a shower. I was in sweat, actually, and it was due to trekking from the hospital back home. It wasn't as if there were no cabs, there were actually cabs but not all the time. And considering the fact that from our house to the hospital wasn't really that far, one could just decide to trek. After all, trekking was also part of exercise.
While eating dinner, someone knocked at our door in a strange manner. I knew it wasn't Frank, if he was the one I would have heard the sound of his car parked before hearing his knock. And I believed it wasn't Mrs Smith, of course not... we met some hours ago. Why would she come to see me then? Or did she have something to tell me? I wondered as I gently walked over to the door. And just as I opened the door, I found our neighbor...
The man whose wife came to ask the conversation I had with her husband. What did Jessica even called her? Mrs John, huh? Then if she's Mrs John then her husband is the John. I thought to myself as I looked at him weirdly, as if to ask him what he was doing at our doorstep.
"Good... good evening, young lady" he greeted me wearing a faint smile on his face.
"Evening, what can I do for you?" I asked, not willing to have in for long at our doorstep as that might anger his wife if she finds out. The last time she came asking about the conversation we had, I was surprised because I didn't expect her to think what opened happened out there was something to make fuss about or be curious about.
"Actually," he cleared his throat and continued, "I came here to ask if I could talk to you" he said making me to wrinkle a brow at him and drop my jaw,
"Talk to me? Like seriously?" I glared at him.
"Yes, actually... I saw you coming back earlier and I decided to come. What did my wife came to discuss with you about, can I come in please?" he bespoke.
"Your wife?" I huffed, "Your wife came to ask the kind of conversation we had, I think she's jealous. And I think she would be more jealous if she finds out you are here, or had come here to talk to me"
"What? Okay, fine. But mind if I ask you something?" he said smiling mischievously.
I didn't really understand what he was up to but I believed whatever he had in mind wasn't pure, with the way he was looking at me. I believed he had an ulterior motives, nevertheless whatever it is I would find out soon then I would know how to handle him.
"Ask me now, I am all ears" I muttered.
"Actually," he said as he took a step closer, "I don't know if you and I can be friends... you know, I am a good man and I can take good care of you" His words rendered me speechless, what on earth did he just said? I nearly burst into laughter but I was able to control myself. Friends, with an aged man like him? He wasn't even ashamed of himself. And talking about being ashamed, I found it disgusting for him to talk about taking good care of me which meant he wanted us to be friends with benefits.
"Look, Mr John I am not single. If you want Jessica, you can go for her. I am pretty sure she's single now but I am really not single. Besides, why are you even looking for a woman when you already have a wife and two handsome kids?" I said not minding the fact that he was older than me and could even father someone my age.
"Jessica? No, I don't like her. You are more... attractive. By the way, my wife isn't what you are thinking... so just forget about her. Just be my girl, and you won't have to worry about trekking. I will make sure you have enough money to travel around with, and I can treat you nice on med" he licked his lips. Ew, that was disgusting. But I tried not to show it in order to look uninterested in the discussion. Actually I didn't care what he said and whatever he had to say. "Talk to me baby, what do you say? We can go into your house now, I know its empty. We can go have a very wonderful moment, quickie. As soon as I am done, I will go. That's..." he said as I cut in; in disappointment.
"You know what, Mr John? I think you should just go home to your family, your wife would be glad to have you around. You need her, not me!" I said about shutting the door off when pushed the door. "What's wrong with you?" I yelled at him, just then his wife appeared from nowhere.
"Honey, is that you?" she said surprised.
"Rita?" he turned looking at her, "Rita I can explain, Rita..." he started begging her as she emotionally turned and began heading home. Thus, he turned to me with a sad look, "I hate you!" he said and left. I was actually surprised to hear him say that, that he hated me. For what? Just because I didn't succumb to his carnal desire? Well, I wasn't that stupid to even agree to that. I wasn't ready to sleep with any man and would definitely not to do that with. If he needed someone to quench his burning desire, he should go to the motels around or even to the Mainland. I am sure he would meet people that would satisfy his needs. But coming to one's neighbor and asking for... Oh Lord, was he even okay? I thought to myself as I gently shut the door off and locked it.
After locking the door, I returned back to the dining table and sat on the chair I stood from earlier. So, that impotent thought I was stupid? I wondered. He thought I could give him my body, and then he had the guts to say he hates? Wow, awesome! But I am sure he's not okay upstairs, he's probably suffering from a psychological problem... who knows? But what hurts me more is how he thinks I will ever give him my body. If he knew how careful I was about s*x, even Frank wouldn't dare ask or approach me for such needs.
I will simply stay away from him and end our relationship. I will also quit my job and tell Mam Camila to resign and live with us here. But will that ever happen? Well, I don't think so because Frank isn't a bad person. He can be naughty, but he wil never try to make love with me before our marriage. I mulled over as I continued eating my dinner. And when I was done, I cleared the table and began washing the dishes. Just then my phone began ringing, it was on the dining table hence I washed and rinsed my hand before walking over to it.
It was Frank, he was the one calling. "Hello," I uttered the moment I picked the call, "good evening" I greeted him.
"Evening, Laura" he said, sounding like someone that had done a very big task. I could perceive exhaustion from his voice, he had probably been busy since morning. He was really a hardworking man. "How are you?" he asked.
"Fine, how about you? Tired, huh?" I smirked.
"You got that right" he giggled.
"So, are you coming today?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Hmm," he heaved a sigh, "actually that's one of the reasons why I even called. I am still at the office even, and I am very busy with some documents here" he apprised me.
"Oh, okay no problem. But please try and give yourself a rest, too much work can make you sick. Okay? And if you get sick, no one is going to do all those work for you, at least not as perfect as you would do it yourself" I said and that made him chuckle, "Yes, trust me!" I added.
"I know, Laura, and I trust you!" he yawned. "Guess what? I had only eaten few snacks and few sips of..." he paused.
"Alcoholic drink?" I knew it was alcoholic drink but I still decided to ask.
"Yes, well I haven't eaten after that" he said.
"Ahh, that's not good for your health. You should try and eat something, okay? That way you will gain your strength back and you will be able to work harder, okay? Please!" I implored him.
"Okay love, see you tomorrow!" he said.
"You too" I uttered.
