repogirl:
Thanks much, glad you're enjoying them. The story is available for sale on http://okadabooks.com/book/about/first_night/11866

Ehi07:
Hello dear! Pls is their anyway I can get all your published stories without buying from Okada books? Can't I just send the money directly and you send to my email so I can read them? Just stumbled on your page and I want to get all the stories.

repogirl:
Unfortunately no! I dont sell directly because of plagiarism concerns.

Apologies for the late response, just seeing this.

HelenBee:
Please is FAFA out for sale?

Bimcious:
you are doing a great work Aunty Peju. God bless you and you family. But, I will like to know when forever and always would be concluded

domido:
Good evening, pls I'm a fan but I just got to see this story today and I started reading it, but it got to a point I was no longer seeing the story, just comments. I stopped seeing the stories after they kissed in the storage room.
Also, I can't access your blog. It's saying I should get an invite from you first. Sees I've missed a lot. How do I rectify this?

Thanks and God bless.

iwakacome:
Is there no way you can watermark your books and save them as pdf ( I've forgotten the word but there is a way you'll save it so it can't be copied). This would allow those who appreciate and love your work can get copies to read without you being worried.

repogirl:
Some will but the copy with the intention of reselling it or sharing it to others.

Locking a Pdf doc makes sure it cannot be copied but it can still be shared.

repogirl:
my new blog is pejuscorner. but you won't find this story there. Its now for sale at okadabooks.com

repogirl:


01

I was running late for my own damn party and was getting quite pissed about it. I had been driving around for over fifteen minutes now, trying to find a free parking spot, but had been unsuccessful. I wondered which one of my dumb friends had come up with the bright idea to hold the party at this particularly over crowded night club.

I probably shouldn't take out my frustration on my friends but I couldn't help the feeling of irritation. Aside from being unable to park, some girl had been disturbing my phone all day with her calls and it had also gotten me quite pissed.

As if on cue the phone buzzed again silently and I glanced at the caller ID.

“Rita.” I murmured with a roll of my eyes and slight shake of my head.

Would this girl just get it already? How else would I get her to understand that I wasn't the type to commit to a serious relationship, what we'd had was supposed to be a playful fling between adults.

If I’d known she would become this clingy, I wouldn't have begun the fling with her. I had never for once lied to her, I’d thought we’d been on the same page. From the start, I had told her I wasn't a relationship person and she had agreed that she also wasn't looking for anything serious.

She had seemed like a fun girl who wasn't looking to shackle any guy to herself and now I didn't know what had changed. I didn't understand why she had suddenly decided she wanted me for keeps.

She had called me up early this morning to wish me a happy birthday and then suddenly asked if she could take me out to a quiet dinner in the evening. I had casually informed her my guys were organising a guys only party at a club and she had suddenly flared up. Shouting and screaming over the phone at me like I had a promised her something without keeping to it.

I had decided she was probably getting too attached and had tried letting her off easily but she was refusing to accept that I wanted a clean break. What more was a guy supposed to do? I wondered.

Finally, I found a spot and guided the Ford Edge quickly into it before someone else stole it. Switching off the engine, I took my wallet and phone just as the call came in again.

“For the love of …..” I cursed, plugging in the Bluetooth earplugs into my ears and switching it on from the control which I wore under the collar of my shirt. I'd had enough of this babe’s nonsense.

“Rita, what's this now? Why are you harassing me like this?” I asked heatedly, getting out of the car and closing the door behind me.

“Dave?.....” Her voice was calmer now. She had probably taken a chill pill or something or was trying a different approach. “Bae, why are you talking like this? Why are you treating me this way after all we shared, how can you just leave me...how can you just say we need a break and expect me to accept it...after everything?...... Did it mean nothing to you?”

“Rita…” I breathed in, struggling for calm and patience as I hated being harsh to females. I tried to respect them, my mother had raised a gentleman. “When we began this you assured me that you were not looking for anything serious….. That we were in this for the fun of it. So why are you now asking if it meant something to me? Did I ever make this out to be more than what it was? Did I ever tell you it was more than a casual fling?”

“Yeah…..Dave, I know it started out that way but now I feel so much for you…. I never planned for this to happen, but it just did…. What's the problem? Is there something wrong with me that you don't like?”

David ran a hand over his short hair quite frustrated. “Rita...you are perfect. There's nothing wrong with you...it's me who has a problem because I can't be the man you want me to be…. You're beautiful and fun but I am not looking for a committed relationship at the moment. Can you understand that?”

I asked her, hoping she accepted the ‘it's not you, it's me’ excuse I gave her and praying that she didn't drag it any longer. I was out of patience and very late.

She was silent for all of two seconds before speaking up again. “I…. I don't have a choice but to, do I? I really don't enjoy bugging you like this but i did, because I thought we could work something out. We...we seemed so good together… well, it seems I have to accept it, I guess.”

I breathed a sigh of relief at her proclamation, mentally screaming ‘hallelujah!’.

“Good…” I began, meaning to end the call quickly but she continued.

“.. but I am still willing to go on as we were.”

‘No way.’ I thought with a shake of my head. “No, Rita, please… I couldn't do that to you. Not when you have feelings for me like this. You need to find someone who can love you back, someone who is deserving of all you have to offer instead of wasting your feelings on me…. I can't give you what you really need….please you've got to understand. “

I heard her sigh, or was it a sniff? Was she crying? Gosh I felt like such a bastard for doing this to her but was it really my fault? If I had known this would be the end result of the fling, I never would have started it.

“Are you okay, Rita?”

“Yeah, I guess I will be fine.” She said quietly. “I will miss you….”

“I know, I'll miss you also.” I said truthfully, every woman was special in her own way, I knew this even if I couldn't bring himself to fall for them.

“You're a bastard, you know that right?” She asked with a shaky nervous laughter and I laughed also.

“I agree.”

“You made me fall for you and now you’re leaving me.”

I could argue that it was the other way around, that she let herself fall for him but i wouldn't tell her that. That wasn't what she needed to hear at the moment.

“I swear it wasn't intentional.” i replied. “You're a special girl Ritz and you'll find the right guy for you.”

“Thanks.,..bye Dave.” She said.

“Bye.” I said cutting the call, a huge feeling of relief washing over me.

Glad that I was finally done with that and realising I was really late for the party, I suddenly turned around to make for the club's entrance when I crashed into someone else who had been behind me.

“Oww” the feminine voice complained, losing her balance, her petite figure stumbling backwards.

I reached out reflexively to catch her before she hit the floor. One of my hands grabbed one slender arm and the other cradled her waist as I pulled her up to myself, taking in a whiff of the perfume she wore and instantly falling in love with the scent.

Stunned and entranced, I stared at the prettiest big brown eyes I had seen in awhile. Framed by lush dark lashes, they seemed to take up most part of her small oval shaped face. Her blonde weave which fell backwards in careless waves complimented her light creamy complexion while her dark lashes contrasted sharply against it, giving her round eyes, a sultry, dark, mysterious and sexy look.

I wasn't sure for how long I stared into those entrancing eyes but reality struck when she moved her heart shaped lips.

“Okay, if you are done ogling me, can you let go?” She asked and instantly, I straighten up, setting her on her own feet and creating some space between us.

For such a small petite figured girl with a China doll face, she had a low, slightly husky voice tinged with a heavy American drawl. It had come out so effortlessly that I was sure she wasn't faking or forming.

“I'm sorry.” I managed to croak and she raised a brow as if considering my apology.

“For almost pushing me to the ground or for staring like you haven't seen another human before?”

I couldn't help the small smile that touched my lips although I doubted she meant to be funny from the look on her face which clearly spelt annoyance.

“I wasn't looking, I…” I tried explaining hoping she'd soften by she raised her hand in my face and I stopped.

“Yeah whatever…. Just look out next time before you actually trample someone down… or probably just get a pair of glasses to help you see clearly.” She said dismissively, brushing past me.

I turned, my eyes following her, zoning in on her nicely rounded butt clad in a tight black sequinned miniskirt that barely dropped below her butt. The tight, body hugging lace top she wore although high necked, was transparent at the back and I admired how her exposed light skin contrasted sharply against the black lace.

Unknowingly, I seemed to be smiling for some weird reason that I wasn't sure of. I wasn't sure if it was because she was hot or because of her sass, but I was in admiration of her. She had my full attention now and I briefly forgot about my party.

I could easily tell from the way she walked, she had spunk, class and that was the type that I got drawn to. Feisty girls were hot, especially under the sheets.