She mentally ran through all she had on her 'To-do' list and smiled as she thought of the interview with the minder. Olamide's accident was really turning out to be a blessing in disguise for her. First, the gap between she and Wole appeared to be closing as they spent so much time together in the hospital. Wole had even kissed her once when they were alone and Olamide was asleep. It was definitely magical. Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, Mum had come in and scolded them about kissing under such circumstances. Then she told Dad and the whole family was talking about them kissing while their son was recovering...Mum!
Secondly, Wole had agreed that they needed to get someone to help them around the house. They needed a live-in nanny that would engage in some craft or something while Olamide was in school and would help around the house when the day was over. Mum offered to help them find suitable prospects. Yeside's life had begun to seem perfect.
"Wake up, sleepy head", Wole playfully pecked Yeside.
Before he could turn away, Yeside grabbed him and gave him a deep kiss. He was initially startled but quickly went with the flow.
"Mummy, mummy", Olamide's little voice brought Wole and Yeside back to earth. They quickly dressed up and 'promised' to finish up the 'business' later.
"That'll be one more advantage of hiring a nanny", Wole and Yeside said together as they smiled and let Olamide in.
"We should book for a studio session soon", Yeside tested the waters with Wole.
"At the appropriate time", Wole answered as he stepped out to answer a call.
That answer always got on Yeside's nerves. How could that be an appropriate answer to a studio session. Wole!
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Wole stepped out to pick Kunle's call. The dude's timing was PERFECT! The witch's spell was beginning to work on him. Thank God Olamide knocked at the time he did. He was almost about to make love to that witch. Studio sessions indeed!
"Guy, abeg no vex. My phone crashed. I just fixed it. How's Olamide?" Kunle's deep baritone voice brought Wole to the present.
"Guy, na wa for you ooo. You no sabi how to reach my house ehn? God is watching you in 3D oooo"
"Guy, abeg no vex. How today go be na?" Kunle asked "We're meeting someone at 1pm, then we were going to visit my in-laws. What's up?"
"I thought we'll hang out and catch up"
"Okay, let's see at about 3-4. I'll drop Yeside and Olamide off at my in-law's place after the appointment. They'll find their way home afterwards".
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They interviewed 4 ladies and they both liked the same person. Wole was quite amazed at how they both came to the same conclusions. The plan was coming together easier than he thought.
As they got to his in-law's place, Wole told Yeside that he had to meet up with some friends and that they had to find their way home.
Yeside was quite annoyed but she decided to keep mute about the issue.
The visit at her parents' place brightened her mood. Mum suggested that they sleep over and that Yeside could go to work from their place. Mum was on leave and Dad's time was flexible anyway so they would mind Olamide while Yeside was at work. The whole arrangement was ideal but somehow, Yeside couldn't get her 'unfinished business' with Wole out of her mind. She asked Mum to please drive them home...
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Wole didn't realise how much he had missed Kunle and the gang until the 'hang-out' started. The next time he checked his phone, there were 16 missed calls and it was 11pm. He had also had about 3 bottles of beer.
He decided to go home. What if the witch had harmed Olamide again? He quickly said goodbye and went home. Everything seemed normal except that he found his wife in a sexy lingerie asleep on the sofa. As he carried her into the room, he quickly checked Olamide and found him safely tucked in his bed. He heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, she stirred in her sleep and he actually wanted to sheathe his sword and love her. Then, he heard her angry voice from 2 years back on the phone with Justice Anjola "I want to take my son and leave him empty and drained".
No, the woman in his hands was a witch that deserved all that was coming to her...
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