…Continued from Chapter Twelve.
As we kissed he put his arms around me and squeezed tight, making me feel warm and safe. I pressed my chest against his, as he slid his hands into my blouse in search of my aroused bosom. We were by the corner of the house where no one could see us but I wasn’t planning to risk being seen by my nosey neighbours so I withdrew from him.
“What’s the problem, did I do something wrong,” he asked.
“No. It’s not you; I just don’t want the neighbours to see us, that’s all.”
For some reason, the thought of doctor Obi kept floating through my mind, inciting pangs of guilt. It was a little strange because the feeling was new to me; I never felt this way before, not even when I cheated on Lekan with a few of his friends. “I wonder why I feel this way,” I thought to myself, “am I falling for the doctor?” Who was I kidding, I doubt I stand a chance with him; I’m probably not his type, why would he even want someone with this much baggage?
“Do you want us to go somewhere?” as my thoughts were abruptly interrupted by his question
“It’s pretty late and I think we should probably say goodnight.”
“Say goodnight? But I just got here!”
“I have an early appointment tomorrow morning and I have to be on time.”
“So when next are we seeing?”
“Probably over the weekend, I’ll give you a call and we’ll fix a time”
He was a little surprised at my sudden change, I could see the disappointment in his eyes, he wanted more but the thought of doctor Obi had diffused whatever attraction was left and replaced it with guilt.
The doctor hadn’t even shown any interest in me and here I was feeling guilty for kissing another man. Sigh.
The next morning, I was ready for my appointment pretty early. My mom, surprised, suspected something untoward because of my level of commitment to the sessions.
“Ebun have you been attending your sessions with the therapist regularly?”
“Yes mom, today is the last session for this week” I replied cheerfully.
“How have you been coping? I noticed you’ve been a lot livelier since you started.”
“Well, I feel a lot better since Tola returned and yes the sessions have really helped too.”
“This doctor must be really good for him to have brought out this level of commitment from you, or is there something else I should know about that you’re not telling me?”
“No mom, haba! The sessions have helped. Besides, I really want to make progress with my life.”
“What about the panic attacks, have they stopped?” she asked with keen concern.
“They have reduced since I started on Monday, but I still have a few nightmares,” I replied.
“Ebun we are really praying for so you’ll get better quickly and start working.”
In between a laugh, I replied, “don’t worry mom, I will over-work sef,” I said, grabbing my bag and heading for the door.
“Ehen Ebun, someone came here to look for you yesterday; he said his name is Collins.”
My countenance suddenly took a nosedive; I felt a cold chill on hearing his name. I didn’t want anything to do with that name, he almost cost me my life and I was completely livid he had discovered where I live.
To be continued next week.