Hot Cake

Model: Alfred Best Muna 

When I ran into him, I was excited. Besides it's not everyday one runs into someone from the past.

I was actually on my way to an office when we ran into each other inside the elevator. He had screamed out my name. It took awhile but the face eventually registered. PAULO!!! (Not his real name).

He was a hot cake back when I had low cut hair and tiny legs...lol! There was this story about some girls fighting over him while some who could not win his heart dreamed of him. Paulo was a lady's man. He knew it back then and enjoyed the attention. Almost every girl in our neighborhood wanted Paulo as her boyfriend. Well, everyone except me of course; I was in love with my books and Jesus (stop murmuring joor 😂).

Moving on.

Our hugs inside the elevator that day no be for here ooh. It gave me a glimpse of how the prodigal son's father must have felt when he hugged his lost but found son.  The hug made us miss our floors, we ended up on the last floor. Dude even dropped pecks on my cheeks, I was too surprised to object. He was unabashedly happy to see me  and was  gushing about not recognizing me at first, how nobody knew where I disappeared to,  I looked more beautiful and gorgeous...blah blah blah (my head was spinning)

To be fair, a look at Paulo would make any normal lady go ballistic and become automatically self conscious. I could imagine what my slay queen friends would give to have him in their lives.

His former fine-boyish looks were nothing compared to his recent Alex Ekubo looks. If he had girls crying over him in the past, I was ready to bet my expensive stilettos that he would have wives and people's girlfriends wrestling over him now. He looked like he stepped out of a celebrity magazine! Everything about him was on point down to the British accent (don't ask me if it was real).

Wetin this guy de chop oh!!? Was the thought on my mind when he told me his new name. It was simply: Elvis. Not Elvis Presley ooh, simply Elvis. I was dazed at the transformation but as a correct babe, I acted as if nothing de happen.

It turned out he owned his own business and was handling some consultancy deals for the same office I had visited on several occasions; unbelievable! Since he had money to chase and I had business to handle, we exchanged digits and promised to catch up later.

Same night, his call came in and gist continued. Stories from our teen years were resurrected. We were catching up and reminiscing. Paulo mentioned that he was still S&S (Single and Searching).  I was surprised ooh; how  come nobody hooked this my fine brother but wetin concern me? The  guy had yarns and me and gist na 5&6. We laughed almost all night.

Fast forward to two weeks later. Paulo... sorry Elvis showed up at my office unannounced. He wanted a date. He didn't play around with words. Without reservations I said yes...

Don't go anywhere...

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