FLIRTATIOUS Part 2

©️Opeyemi Akintunde

” Cute Couple right?” Festus said from behind me. I had been standing akinbo watching her disappear in the distance.

” Huh Huh” I replied turning to face Festus.

” Well, being cute is a function of money. I hear the guy is loaded, Aisha said he gave her N5000 tip” Festus said about the receptionist.

I was more interested in what Festus had in his front. As one of the bellboys, he was helping the guest with their luggages.

” Let me help you with that!” I said picking one of the travelling boxes from the bell cart.

” Wow! That’s a first time. When did a conciege staff start helping a bellboy in his duties? Especially F.D the fine man?That’s strange!” Festus said

” I am less busy at the moment and I can see a little assistance would be appreciated. ” I said

” Well, I appreciate it, but I won’t be sharing any tip I get!” Festus said

“Sure! I am not doing this for the tip” I assured him.

We walked to the room which I found out from Festus was 480.

Like someone walking on eggshells, I walked into the bedroom with the thought that I would have the couple in a loved up position, but to my surprise, it seem the man had other matters to attend to. He was on the phone discussing with someone, while the bride was trying to turn on the T.V…

” Can I help you with that ma’am?” I offered

” What station would you prefer?” I asked

” Anything on Fashion…Fashion is my therapy. It helps me relax when I am tensed” She said laughing heartily. Her laughter warmed my soul. Her laughter was so rich it felt tangible, like you could hold it…

” Did she say Fashion was her therapy? ” I thought. This woman was pulling me the more, because Fashion was the dearest thing to me ever. I had big dreams of having a big Fashion house, but dreams without money would always remain a dream.

” Don’t mind me, I talk too much!” She said laughing again as I stood trying to waste as much time as possible in searching for the channel I was familiar with. Fashion Lifestyle 109 was my favourite channel. As an upcoming fashion designer, Who only sew his own clothes, I was always stuck with the channel…

” Here you have it ma’am. My name is Friday, but everyone calls me F.D. I am a concierge staff, I can assist you with making dinner and tour reservations, offer suggestions for best places to shop, and I could also arrange transportation for you. I could pick up or send parcels for you and More.” I said

” Ok! Thank you!” She anwered looking amused

” Just put a call through to the reception and ask for F.D” I said emphasising my initials..

” Ok! Thank you!”

All the while, I could feel Festus’ eyes looking at me in disbelief. This conversation I was having with the guest was meant to be over the phone. The front desk would call and inform them of the services of a concierge.

“Enjoy your stay Sir and Ma!” Festus said raising his voice as a wake up call for me to get back to planet earth.

We walked out of the room but not before I heard her say…

” See you Later F.D!” I couldn’t believe she had registered my name in her heart.

” Oga! You are pure bad luck!” I heard Festus say loudly.

” This has nothing to do with me, the man was on a call. Were you expecting him to hang up for him to give you a tip” I said.

” That Aside F.D, what was all that you did inside? Are you hitting on a married woman? Newly Married woman?” Festus said bluntly.

” What ? What?” Friday denied

” F.D, I am a streetguy, I understand this strategy! But my advise is ” Be careful”. The husband looks like a wild one” Festus said wheeling his cart away

All that fell on deaf ears, because at that point all I was thinking of was her eyes and her smile.

” F.D!” I heard my name from behind and for a short while, I thought my heart was going to jump out of my body… She was calling me.

” Hi F.D, back there, I had a strange feeling of knowing you from somwhere. F.D, have we met before? I am drawn to you like I know you.” I watched how those words poured out beautifully from her mouth.

To be continued

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