Must Read: Taking Chances

7 years ago

Must Read: Taking Chances

Though he was getting her angry in every way possible these days, but would she ever get pushed to the extent where that dreaded word would become her only option? She mentally shook her head and forced her attention on the program being televised.
Stop getting ahead of herself Daisy! she chastised. Just because Peter was in town didn’t mean he was coming with a ready made divorce papers. She should just look forward to seeing him-her very long ago ex, and presently a good friend hers after Brenda. She should simply concentrate on keeping up her anger for Jide, until he suffered just as much as she had. That was where her energy should be directed, she needed it to counter all his persuasive and cuddling up gimmicks until she was sure he really loved her and had finally let go of Grace his ex. Divorce was definitely out of the question and should remain so. Hopefully that is.
Jide sat impatiently in the parlour, his eyes glanced at the clock for
the upteenth time this evening, it was way past seven, the awards dinner was slated for 8pm, he was neither headed there nor had he even left his home and Daisy was taking a lot of time showing up. Was she doing more than just dress? He wondered.
A push from him had roused her from where she had lounged, concentrating at the endless stream of series Mnet had to offer, he hadn’t been sure if she had forgotten about the event or had decided not to attend again. When he had reminded her of it, she had simply replied him with an ‘oh’ and headed for her room muttering incoherent words, now she was yet to surface.
Everyday came with new surprises about her, it was obvious that she had other traits that were gradually unfolding, twas better too that she la!d all the cards for him to peruse, it wasn’t possible for a person to be all that charming, they had to be a dent somehow, dents she was finally portraying.

Yesterday had ended with no argument of any sort, whatever had done the magic? He wondered. For she had seem calmer and replied him as civil as
possible. Today, he hoped they wouldn’t get back to being enemies, he wouldn’t like that one bit.
He glanced at his watch this time, it was 7:30 prompt. unconsciously, he sprang up to his feet.
‘am so running late’ he muttered, prancing about.
Was this a common habit with women? Taking so much when it came to dressing up for an occasion? What was so hard in the act anyways? Hadn’t it taken him just few minutes to suit up to perfection as he was now? But then again, this happened to be the first time ever he was waiting up for a lady to dress up, obviously marriage came with so many new experiences. Maybe he should see this from a lighter note, he should be grateful for little things like this that life had to offer. Jide smiled now.
Just then, Daisy surfaced. Her perfume preceding her entrance and turning Jide’s attention her way.
‘so sorry for keeping you waiting, i had some cloth issues’ she apologised and came forward.
‘sure…sure’ Jide stammered, his anger dissipating.
He thought he had never seen a female prettier than the one before him, feeling of pride constricted his heart and he felt happy that the lady standing over there was actually HIS wife.
Daisy stood now staring askance at Jide, she had thought he would be angry at her for wasting so much time, instead he just stood there staring at her.

Truthfully, She had had cloth issues as usual, whenever there was a place to go, she never could decide which was the perfect cloth, it was a thing with her. Brenda and mama always teased her about it. Another issue was that Jide hadn’t been exactly specific on the kind of occasion
it was. Judging it to be a dinner that required gowns and stuffs like that, she had settled for a Chanel dinner piece – a long fitted pink coloured, turtle neck gown, embroidered with fancy stones at the neckline, it looked ‘harmless’ upfront, but the back proved otherwise, for it had a lacy opening that ran ‘dangerously’ down to stop just a little above the required. Peter had called it the ‘s£duct!on touch’ and they had laughed over it.
This night however, Daisy had not set out to s£duce anyone, it was far from her mind, but since this happened to be one of her favourite gown coupled with the fact that she couldn’t decide on something else to wear, she had finally settled for it. But now, with the way Jide was staring at her, she couldn’t help but wonder if she hadn’t gone over board with picking the dress.
‘what? am i under or over dressed for the event?’ Daisy asked confused, her eyes scanning her gown.
‘no, no, its fine, its a dinner party afterall’ Jide replied ‘…and we
are running late too’ he added, suddenly realising the time.
‘sorry, My fault’ Daisy said and started for the door.
That was when Jide saw the flipside to the gown.
‘God have mercy!’ he muttered under his breath before following behind her.
Out in the compound, before they drove off, he commended her looks and a blushing Daisy replied him with a charming ‘thank you’.
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Adamu greeted his employers with a mock salute as they drove through the wide open gates, there was no way he could have noticed the thick cloud of anger and unspoken words that hung above them, Daisy sat immobile,
nursing the hurt of her recent discovery, while Jide drove, his eyes glancing at her every now and then, wishing he could find the right words to soothe the moment and apologise for whatever wrong he’d done
again. Joyce was definitely going to hear from him come Monday, was the recurrent thought in his head.