Tarasha - Season 4 - Episode 43

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Tarasha - Season 4 - Episode 43

10:26pm

Just as Cole turned off the engine, the phone placed on the seat beside him began to ring. He smiled on seeing the caller’s ID and quickly reached for the phone.

‘I just drove in now,’ he said into the phone.
‘Okay, I wanted to find out if you have gotten home.’

‘Thank you, just allow me settle in, we’ll chat better.’
‘Yea, I’ll send you a message.’
‘Okay.’
He hung up and sq££zed the phone in his palm. He closed his eyes and let out a breath. His fingers reached for his lips to check if they were swollen. He had not kissed anyone so passionately like he did with her that night.
From the creamery, they had moved to the night park, holding hands as they walked. They spent time together on the decorated bamboo seat, enjoying the gentle breeze and the scent of the atmosphere. There, she had la!d his head on his chest and whispered that she loved him too. This kiss started, gently but it became fiercer. They would have proceeded to something deeper if they weren’t in public. Cole wanted all of her and couldn’t get her out his mind.
He wondered how the EasyShoppers girl who he had seen as a cheap s--t at first and only wanted to have a taste of her ‘rich assets’ had now taken complete control of his mind.
.
.

‘You didn’t stay overnight today?’
Cole looked up at the sound of the voice and a sudden sadness overcame him as he met Tomi at the balcony of the house.
‘What’s your business with when I come in?’ he asked as he approached the main door.
‘I’m just showing care, is that wrong?’ she asked in a defensive voice.
‘Thank you but it’s not necessary,’ he said and stopped in front of her. She was blocking the entrance.
Both stared at his other’s faces for a moment.
‘I’ve missed you Cole,’ Tomi said, folding her lips in.
‘We see everyday, why should you miss me?’ he tried to move forward but she still stood in his way. ‘What’s the matter?’
She frowned. ‘You are the matter,’ she said accusingly. ‘Am I not good enough? Why are going to meet other girls outside?’
Cole stopped to look at her, he shook his head and let out a chuckle. ‘What makes you I met any other girl outside?’
‘I don’t have to think before I know, I can perceive a lady’s perfume all over your body.’
Cole blinked at the revelation. He couldn’t perceive what she talked about but he knew Patricia’s perfume was good enough to have rubbed up on him.

‘I do different girls at the clubs and brothels, you’ve always known me, haven’t you? Why is it a problem for you now?’
Tomi shrugged. ‘Well, it’s not my problem. But I know you’re not coming from the club.’ she stopped and looked up at the sky as if to check the time. ‘This time is too early to come from the club and I know the smell of someone from the club,’ she raised her nose. ‘If you went to the club truly, you’d be smelling of beer, cigarettes and maybe weed, Cole, I know you.’

Cole was shaking his head already in disgust. ‘Tomi, let me go in. I’m very tired.’
She stared at him for a moment, hissed and finally gave way for him to pass. He walked into the house, leaving her standing at the entrance with her arms folded across her chest.
‘Is there any problem?’ Henry was approaching the entrance and met Cole walking in. He was attracted by their voices at the door.
‘Nothing bro,’ Cole sighed and walked on while Henry proceeded to the door to meet Tomi who still stood there sulking.

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Jumoke’s residence, Lagos.
‘D--n! The guy is sick, he keeps annoying me more everyday.’ Dave smiled as he read the new WhatsApp message. He adjusted himself properly and began to type a reply with the phone in his right hand.
He was in the bed with Jumoke, both of them naked under the sheet. She had her head resting on his chest and her hands wrapped around him. She seemed to be sleeping peacefully.
‘He must have done stupid things for you to complain so bitterly,’ he sent his reply with a ‘grin’ smiley.

‘He wouldn’t allow me breath, his mouth was all over mine and he wasn’t willing to stop.’ her reply entered seconds after.
Dave felt a bit uncomfortable with her message. He wondered why she was describing the kiss and hoped she wasn’t going to proceed to what was done in the bed, if that ever happened. That was the awkward nature of their job. He himself was with someone else and had done worse with her body in the last few minutes. Their bosses never encouraged sexual acts directly during course of an undercover investigation, in fact they publicly condemned it and called it immoral but would still go ahead to give them tactics and targets that could only be achieved through it.
He replied her message with a smiley carrying a blank expression. She was typing already when the words to send came to his mind.
‘He requested for us to meet again tomorrow but I told him I’ll be busy till Saturday.’ her message entered before he could finish typing his message.
He quickly deleted the words he already typed as they weren’t appropriate anymore.
‘That’s fair enough. I hope it wasn’t too stressful today combining your work with his date.’ he typed and sent.
‘Not bad though, I’ll be busier tomorrow.’
‘Okay, it’s good you refused his offer for tomorrow but did you make any progress?’
‘Not really, but I made an attempt.’
‘Can you brief me about it?’

‘I got to use his phone today, I pretended I liked it and wanted to see the features. He unlocked it for me but he didn’t stay away from me for long, except when he got up to pay the bills. So I was only able to check through the contacts and I didn’t find any other person’s number except mine.’ Her reply entered but it was signified below that she was still typing.
‘That means he doesn’t use the phone for anything else except you.’ Dave sent while she still typed the continuation.
‘I also saw the protection seal icon, I think he just put his sim in the phone and as long as that sim is there, we can’t track him with it anymore.’ her message entered and another followed immediately after. ‘Yes, he uses the phone to communicate with me only.’
‘Okay, I understand why I couldn’t track him earlier today when he was calling you.’
‘Yep.’

Dave started to type again when the lady lying on his body turned.
‘What are you doing?’ she rose up and sat on his waist region, displaying her bare chest to him.
‘Just replying some few emails,’ he replied and quickly exited the messaging app. He dropped the phone beside the pillow.
Her fingers were caressing his chest again. It seemed she was ready for another round. He stopped her hands and pulled her face closer instead, covering her mouth with his.
He let her go after some minutes. ‘You were supposed to tell me something about Samantha Osman,’ he reminded her.