Her Baby’s Secret

Arike’s POV

“Is he gone?” Dayo asked.

I grabbed a throw pillow and slapped his head from behind.

“Ouch! Why did you do that?!”

“That’s for being too hard on Bamidele!”

“Oh now.. you’re taking sides.”

“No!”

“Trying to defend your boyfriend?!”

I eyed him. “You were too harsh on him!”

“Like I care..”

“One day you’ll kill someone with your words.”

“I wish he had died.”

“Dayo!”

“What?!”

I shook my head. “You should have allowed him have dinner before talking about him being gay. Now my food is going to waste.” I hissed.

“I will have dinner with you. And if we can’t finish it, I’ll pay you for the waste.” He stood up.

“And I’m throwing the groceries away.”

I grabbed the bags on the table before he reached for it.

“You’ll keep it?”

“Yes..”

“Whatever.. just stay away from him.”

“Don’t tell me what to do!” I snapped at him.

“Okay.” He raised his hands up. “I am hungry.” He motioned towards the dinning area.

Dayo and I had dinner and talked till around 11pm.

“When are you leaving?” I asked for the umpteenth time.

“Soon.” His phone beeped.

“Okay o.” I focused on the work which I was tending to on my laptop.

“Hey…” He said. I couldn’t hear what Shalewa was saying on the other end.

“I am with Arike. No.. no I am not coming over to your place. And you can’t visit me at my place too.”

“I have work to do. And I don’t think Arike would like to have you at her place by this time.”

I looked up at him. “Whatever happens is your fault… not mine. I will talk to you later.” He disconnected the call.

“Is something wrong?” I asked.

“No.”

“So why did you do that?” I asked

“What did I do?”

“Don’t give that Innocent face.”

“I haven’t done anything wrong.”

“Are you fighting with your fiancee?”

“No.. we’re good.” He shrugged.

“So why don’t you want to see her?”

He stared intently at me. “You’re too sensitive, Arike.”

“No.. I can tell some -”

“I am spending the night here.”

“Why?”

“Why ask me why?”

“Don’t you have work to do at your place anymore?”

“Babe do I have a job?” He laughed.

“No.” I answered. He doesn’t have a job but he is richer than those who are working.

And it seems like Dayo was trying to avoid Shalewa. Something must have happened between them.

“Can you stop trying to figure out if we’re good or not.” He jolted me out of thought.

“I am not trying to -”

“Can I spend the night here?” He cuts in.

“Ask politely.”

“Have been asking rudely?”

“Oya comman be going.”

“Okay.. fine. please ma, can I spend the night at your place?”

I didn’t give any response.

“Should I call you mommy?”

“Yes.” I nodded.

“Mommy wa, ejor na.” He gave me a puppy face that made me burst into laughter.

“Okay.. it’s your time enjoy it while it last o.”

“You can spend the night. But I want you out of my house in the morning.”

“Won’t you offer me breakfast?”

“Are you talking to me?” I eyed him.

He looked around. “Yes na.”

“No breakfast.”

“That’s not fair.” He mumbled. “I’ll go and take a shower now.”

“I am not giving you my bed tonight.”

“Why?”

“It’s my bed.” I grinned.

“I am not sleeping on the couch. We’ll share the bed.”

“That’s not going to happen.”

“I won’t touch you, I promise.” He chuckled.

I laughed. “You’re a clown. The last time we shared a bed, I didn’t get a good sleep. Those long legs tormented me through out the night.”

“You can sleep on the couch then.” He said to me.

“No.”

“Let’s wait and see.” He moved to the bedroom.

“Dayo!!!!!”

_Phone Conversation_

“Ahhhh.. babe.. I am surprised o. Bamidele is gay! One would never imagine it!” Busayomi exclaimed.

“At first I thought Dayo was joking about it. Like he wanted to use it to make me stay away from Bamidele.”

Busayomi sighed. “Hmmmm… what are you going to do now?”

“Sister mi, I don’t know o. Like I don’t even know how to approach him. As in he was embarrassed.”

“If I was in his shoes, I would have prayed for the ground to open up and swallow me. Ah! Poor boy… I can imagine Adedayo spilling words on him.”

“As if you were there. What do you think I should do?”

“Have you tried calling him?” I sighed.

“No, I haven’t called or texted him I am afraid that he won’t want to pick up or reply the texts.”

“I feel bad for him but we have to be sure he isn’t gay anymore.” She said.

“So I am thinking -” I paused.

“What are you thinking?”

“I don’t want to avoid Bamidele because of his sexuality.”

“I suggest you set up a meeting with him. I feel there’s a reason for being gay.”

“You think so too?”

She hummed a positive response. “Okay… I’ll text him.”

“Please do and get back to me.”

“Okay sister mi.”

“Take care.” I disconnected the call. I should text Bamidele on WhatsApp, fortunately he’s online.

“Can we talk about -” I paused. No, I shouldn’t send this. I concluded on deleting it.

“Do you remember what happened at my place?”

Of course he would remember! I shouldn’t start like this. Think! think!

“I’ll like to see you so -” I paused again. It doesn’t sound right as I read out loud.

I sighed in frustration after three attempts what should I type? How do I make it less embarassing?

Oh! Yes! I have an idea! I picked up my phone again and began to type.

“Good afternoon Bamidele, I hope you’ve been good? Well I think I need your help on a case I am working on. Let me know when you are less busy so I can bring the files to you.” I read it three times before pressing the send button.

I hope he replies my message soonest. I understand that Bamidele might be feeling ashamed but I don’t want to stay away from him because of his sexuality. Aside from him being gay, Bamidele was a very good attorney. He has been a great help to my cases since I met him.

I reached for my phone Immediately it beeped hoping it w

I reached for my phone Immediately it beeped hoping it was a message from Bamidele. But I rolled my eyes when I read the message from Adedayo.

“Let’s have dinner together today.”

Having dinner with him means Adedayo is coming over to my place and might sleep over again. No! I don’t want Shalewa’s trouble again. The last time Adedayo spent the night at my place, she called the next morning and said some mean things to me. She asked if I would be happy if my fiance was sleeping at his female bestie house. To be honest, I wouldn’t accept it! But come on! It wast my fault! I am in no position to kick him out of my house at that hour. And she kept asking if he said anything about her to me. Hello! Is everything okay? I have a feeling something is wrong with their relationship! But Adedayo doesn’t want to discuss with me.NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.