Chapter 29

"I'm not interested in learning how to give a head, at least not today. Walk me home." I begged pulling him away from the wall he was leaning on. His eyes never left me even for as minute as a second.

"But I'm still hard." He pouted.

"It will go down. Think godly thoughts. Think of Jesus and how he gave his life for us." I choked out, almost smiling.

"Well it will hurt. When a guy Is hard it's as a result__"

"Emeka seriously? do you think this is the best time to teach me about how a guys dick works. I'm late please let's go." I sighed. I was fighting back my laughter so much. He could be really silly.

He was still pouting when I successfully pulled him away from the wall. He adjusted his trousers to hide his bulge then he slipped his hands into mine, as we both started walking to the church.

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Halfway down the road he stopped on his tracks. Our fingers were now intertwined. He starred at me and caressed my palm with his thumb. I choked out, my heart constricted.

"We are on the road Emeka." I said, removing my hands from his."You know you can keep your hands to yourself and it won't hurt. People are watching us."

"Do you now care about what people will say?" He asked cocking an eyebrow. He had on a serious expression on his face, one of disappointment.

"No." I answered simply and honestly but with a doubt. A struggle in me.

"So why do you always make reference to us being outside like you care? If people see us holding hands and so?"

"It's nothing. I just want to be careful that's all. Besides we are already close to the church. The church has eyes." I lied. I was scared.

He smiled, held my hand and spun me around. "Were you wet?" He asked looking into my eyes and I looked away standing still. My throat constricted but my facade hardly changed. "When I touched you, I mean."

I was not used to having sexual conversations except when I was chatting on whatsapp so I immediately felt shy with his question.

It felt like he was turning me inside out. Talking about sex, and my body felt very intimate, as intimate as me having sex.

"You are in a better position to answer that. Your hands were in me not the other way round." I smiled, doing well to hide my inner discomfort. If there was anything I was good at, it was hiding my inner turmoils.

Maybe that saying train a child in the way he should grow and when he grows he won't depart from it is really stronger and deeper than I thought. I used to underestimate it.

"You were. Very wet." He had this cocky smile on his face that I wanted to slap away. But instead I smiled. I didn't know which was more tragic that he always found a way to annoy me by showing off or that I loved it so much I looked forward to it.

"Well yea, you can feed your ego now." I snorted rolling my eyes.

"My ego is already so big." He replied holding my waist. "But I don't mind you feeding it though."

There were no lights on and the street was dark. The only lights available to us were the occasional times when a car would pass flashing it's headlight on us. NEPA had done their work again.

Power outage was just the worst. Its one of the other advantage of staying in the church. The generator was on till 11 anytime there was a power outage at night so I didn't really feel it.

Getting to the gate it was closed so I assumed it was locked. I didn't want to go yet, I didn't want to leave. I never got tired of staying with him. For the first time, I found someone I could gladly sacrifice my solitude for .

We stayed talking for some minutes before the seminarian walked past me and pushed the gate open. He gave me  the knowing look before he walked in.