I can’t believe what happened.
Yemi’s lips pressed against mine. It was like a dream. The intensity of the kiss began to rile up different stormy emotions within me. He definitely didn’t feel like Osas, but he made me long to kiss him. I always longed to kiss him first thing in the morning, before he left for work, when he came back from work, when we took showers together and when we made love in bed. It was the longing of a faithful wife to her husband.
This intensity of emotions even though it created a longing, it seemed invasive. It was like a ghost from the past coming into the present.
I pushed him away gently, looking into his eyes to make sure he was not under a love spell.
“Yemi, stop, what do you think you are doing?” I said gently.
“Why are you holding back?” he responded softly as he kissed the top of my lips.
I pushed him a little harder and gave him a stern look. He could not be trying to get all up inside me after getting another woman pregnant while still being married to me.
“I am not holding back,” I replied.
“You are still messing with your lover boy right?”
“And you got some lady pregnant?” I retorted. I was not going to let him gaslight me. It was not the…
