Memoirs of A Girl in The Big City – Episode 4

By Tonye Hamilton

 

Read previous episodes here

 

I am still basking in the euphoria of the how amazing, magical and scenic my first date with Mr. Good time was, it really was a gooooodddd timmmeeeee! From the helicopter ride to the rooftop dinner. …Let’s just say it would go down in history as an epic first date.

I am sure you are wondering how we went from Mr Rude to Mr Good time, let me fill you in…After the whole cinema incident where I had to pick my jaw off the floor after he dazed me by molesting my phone privacy, I had to recount the whole experience to Farida who was too busy chatting away with her new found boo (she is always on the hunt for a man….that’s another story, I’ll fill you in later)

“Who does he think he is??”

 

“My sentiments exactly…”

 

“But wait, how does he look? Was he hot?”

 

“Farida!! That’s not the point…. he violated my privacy and that is unacceptable, in fact I am blocking his number.”

 

“What ever you say BOSS!!!…LOL!!! Just enjoy the attention.”

 

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I am trying to sleep as I have 7:00am service in the morning and someone keeps blowing up my phone…its 2 freaking am in the morning!!

 

“Hello!!!” (Now this feels like an Adele moment…lol)

 

“Asleep?”

 

“Are you kidding me? Its 2am in the morning…”I was…”

 

“My apologies!”

 

“It’s ok”  I said, when all I really wanted to do was scream it isn’t.

 

“I am the guy from earlier…Mr. A”

 

“Mr. A??”

 

“That’s what you are to call me…”

 

To call him?? This just felt like a scene from 50 shades of grey

 

“I have to go…”

 

“I’ll pick you up at 5:30….”

 

I don’t have any idea as to why I am entertaining all this nonsense; I guess I am just curious….

 

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Church was awesome as usual and…Wait a minute, he is coming to pick me up but never asked for my address?!

 

After 5hours of scouring my wardrobe for an outfit and coming up with nothing, “I am just going to say I got sick and cancel”…my phone beeps

 

“ See you soon”

 

All the blood rushes to my head, I have less than 30mins to get ready!!!

 

 

He really did show up at my house, in an all black 2015 Range Rover…. (His “pick-up” car as I get to find out) looking yummier than the last time I saw him………

 

 

Two hours later, we are having dinner on the rooftop of a hotel in Ghana with the most amazing view….

 

Mr. A is the owner of a Fortune 500 company, one of the Africans listed on the Forbes millionaires under 40 list, he has never been married and doesn’t have kids (= no baby mama drama); he is the answer to my mother’s prayers.

 

We make it back home to Lagos safe and sound and I can’t wait to give Farida and Chloe the blow-by-blow report of events once I step into the house.

 

I don’t really know how I feel about Mr. Good time / Mr. A right now (I still don’t know his first name). What I know for sure is that he is very mysterious, dunno if I am cut out for any whirlwind romance right now…. All I want and need is stability.

 

It’s my last week at the clinic…let me make it count.

 

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I am Tonye Oluwasegun Hamilton and my big city is Lagos………..

 

To be continued.