9. Uninvited two

MONIQUE

After he dropped me off, he drove off without saying anything and I’ve been staring at my wristwatch every hour to know what the time was.

I hated that I was bothered but I couldn’t help it. As much as I was angry at him, I also had my part to play because I recall clearly what our agreement was but I just didn’t think it was going to be this way.

The day soon began to lose its brightness signaling that nighttime was coming and I saw no headlights of Gavin. I wanted to pick up my phone and call him but my pride wouldn’t allow me to.

Eight o’clock, nine o’clock, ten o’clock and I gave it up and called him. I dialed his number, it rang but no response. I dialed his number again for the second time and the same response.

I gave up and decided to sleep and wasn’t responsible for him but I couldn’t. I tossed and turned on the bed, pleading for my body to listen to me and sleep but it didn’t happen.

“Sleep, Monique! Sleep for fuck sake! He’s a grown-ass man and he will be fine so close your eyes and sleep!” I exasperate.

Just as I was about to close my eyes and sleep, I heard a loud sound. I jumped off the bed and rushed outside to see what was happening. I reached the top of the staircase and saw Gavin with two women by his side and his arms firmly around their waist.

I frowned at the sight. I walked down the stairs towards him to speak to him because I needed to know why he had to bring in two women to the house we both lived in.

“Who is she?” One of the ladies by his side asked as we locked eyes with one another.

“Is she going to have sex with us?” The other lady asked.

“Will she?” Gavin remarked, now staring at me and all I felt was anger.

“Would you like to join us?” Gavin asked, a mischievous grin formed on his face.

“There’s space for more,” he added and I scrunched my nose in disgust. It was evident that he was drinking but he wasn’t drunk.

“She’s pretty though,” the first lady who spoke the other time said, staring at me lustfully.

“I will pass.” I pressed my lips in a firm line.

“Can we speak Gavin?” I whispered beside him.

“If you have anything to say then you might as well just say it here,” he replied.

I raised my brows in a questioning manner. “Are you serious right now? You want us to talk here with them present?”

“As you can see I am busy and if you are not interested in joining us then you might as well just keep whatever it is that you have to yourself because I don’t have time.” He replied through his teeth.

I was speechless. I didn’t know what to say to him.

“I thought as much. Let’s go, ladies,” he said.

I watched as he walked up the straits with both women by his side. I bit on my bottom lips, suppressing my pain. I didn’t know for how long I stood where I was but when I decided to back to my room, I realized that it was past midnight.

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I reached the dining table for breakfast and to my surprise, Gavin was seated already. I looked around for the women he brought in with him last night but they were nowhere to be found.

I joined Gavin on the table, making sure to sit down at the chair opposite his as I was angry with his attitude last night. He didn’t have to act like a child because I wasn’t ready to have sex with him.

I tried not to bring up last night's topic but I couldn’t help it.

“We have to talk about last night,” I started.

“And what is there to talk about?” He asked, not lifting his face to stare at me.

“Where are the girls you came in with?” I asked again.

He finally looked at me, “And how is that your concern? Don’t you think you are doing too much? What’s with all this questioning or are you jealous perhaps?” He curled his lips to his side.

“Jealous?” I scoffed in disbelief.

“Oh please. That’s the last thing I’d do. I am not jealous. I can’t and will never be,” I replied.

“Then maybe you should mind your business. What I do is my business and in case you are forgetting it, should I remind you that you aren’t fulfilling your part of the bargain?” He remarked he sounded angry.

“And I asked for time. I…” I trailed off when he got up on his feet.

“I do not want to have this conversation with you anymore. I’ve lost my appetite,” he stated.

“You have got to be kidding me. Do you know what you are acting like right now? A child!” I uttered in anger, getting up on my feet too.

“We are both grown adults and we should learn to speak instead of you acting this way!” I chided.

He let out a sarcastic laugh. “Adults? Then you should know when to act your role. You should know when to do the needful! We agreed on something and I am not a man that would force myself on a woman so I expect you to play your part. This isn’t part of…”

“Is that what you care about? Sex! Sex! Sex!” I exasperate.

“Did I get myself involved in some kind of bondage or what!” It was honestly annoying at this point.

“Sex was a part of it. Stop trying to act like a saint and like we haven’t fucked before. I’m done with this conversation. I don’t want to speak on it anymore.” He stated quietly.

I watched his retesting steps in anger. Everything was already messy and it wasn’t up to a week, worse three days after we got married.