Chapter 20: Chapter 20

Just as Lisha left with Soil, Nikki's eyes scanned through the garden until it landed on Daniel who just walked back to the garden, he approached her and she decided to walk away but thought against it.

"Nikki, you have to listen to me, even if it's just once," Daniel started.

Nikki scoffed before replying, "Maybe some other time, by the way where is Jimi? I haven't seen him."

"He should be in his room," Daniel replied while wondering why she asked such question.

"And, where is that?" Nikki inquired with a convincing smile.

Daniel gave her the descriptions and she left without saying any word to him even while he called behind her.

Nikki walked into the main house and her eyes scanned through the silent house, quickly, she went straight to Jimi's room and opened the door gently after realising it wasn't locked.

Jimi had been looking for his cufflinks when he heard his door open, looking up, his eyes met with Nikki, he squeezed his face before talking.

"What are you doing here?"

Nikki moved closer to him with an enticing smile, "I realized you weren't in the garden, so, I decided to check up on you," this time she was dangerously close to him.

"Thanks for that," he stepped back and tried attaching the cufflinks to his cloth, in the process, it fell again and Nikki took the pleasure in picking it up.

Jimi stretched out his hand for the cufflinks but Nikki shook her head in return.

"Let me help you with it," she proposed, still with her lascivious smile that hadn't wavered since she walked into his room.

"No, thanks but I can do it myself," he replied in a convincing manner.

"I insist, it's not like I'm trying to harm you, it's just a kind gesture."

"But, still…"

Nikki cut in, "Do you hate me?"

Jimi arched his brows, "Why would I?"

"Then let me help you with it at least to prove you don't hate me."

Jimi sighed before accepting.

"I think you should sit, it wouldn't be that comfortable standing up," Nikki suggested while batting her lashes in a seductive manner.

Just as he sat at the edge of his bed, Nikki moved nearer to him and in a blink of an eye, she smashed her lips unto his, while he protested, she was determined to get the better of that moment, just then, Lisha barged in.

Lisha blinked her eyes thrice before clapping, the clap made Jimi push Nikki away with all his will power.

"Well done oo, I never told you guys to stop, it was fun," Lisha uttered with a plastic smile while looking from Nikki who was trying to gain her stance to Jimi who quickly got up from the bed.

"Lisha, it isn't what you're thinking," Jimi started.

"It's what you're thinking," Nikki deadpanned.

Lisha wrinkled her nose before talking, "Do you guys know what I'm thinking?"

Jimi moved closer to her, "See, she initiated the kiss and just as I…"

Nikki cut in, "What do you mean? We were enjoying the moment until she barged in on us and crashed the happy moment."

Lisha chuckled.

"Well, I didn't stop you guys, can you do it again? Like, this is the first time I'm seeing people kissing in real life apart from the ones I watch in TV."

Jimi snapped his brows together while wondering if Lisha was normal.

"But Lisha, you should have knocked instead of just barging in," Nikki protested and that got Jimi shaking his head in disbelief.

Lisha lifted her brows before talking, "I always barge into Jimi's room and he has gotten used to it, why should I even knock?" She opened her palm at the latter statement.

Nikki pursed her lips, "You should knock because of what you just disrupted."

"Ah, I'm sorry oo," Lisha gave a mocking bow before turning to Jimi.

"See, you weren't disrupting anything, everything just happened in a flash, I…"

Lisha held up her palm, "No need for explanation, I trust you and I know what my sister is capable of."

Jimi's eyes opened to its fullest extent at her statement while Nikki glared at her.

"What do you mean? Do I look like a slut? We were both enjoying the kiss, it..."

"Nikki, shut up!" Jimi roared and that got her startled.

"Why did you na shout? Something you can just say gently, do you want to give yourself hypertension?" Lisha interjected and Jimi turned to look at her squarely. Is she for real? He thought.

"God, Lisha, why are you always senseless, even if you're short, that doesn't mean your brain should also be short, it doesn't give you the liberty to start displaying your stupidity, are you even sure you don't need the attention of a psychiatrist because your behavior right now proves you might be mentally sick, how could you walk in on us and still behave as if everything is normal?" Nikki shouted while venting her anger on Lisha.

"That was a long speech but to your question, I see no reason why I should start screaming like you, fine, I met you guys in a compromising situation but I'm certain it was all planned out by you, having said that, Jimi let's go," she got hold of his hand and dragged him out of the room before he could protest while Nikki stood rooted to the floor trying to understand what just happened.

After Jimi shut the door behind him, he moved closer to Lisha.

"Do you realize this is the first time you actually called my name?" He whispered into her ears.

She turned to look at him, "Really? Why did I even call your name gan? Gym fits you better," she let go of his hand this time but he grabbed hers.

"Why are you holding me oo?" Lisha inquired and he chuckled.

"But wait, are you just putting up an act to pretend that you aren't upset?" He asked with his hand still intertwined with hers as they walked to the garden.

She turned to him with a smile, "Why should I be upset? I see no reason to be upset, you weren't kissing her whereas I don't even have the right to be upset," then she looked away.

He nodded before replying, "You not being angry proves you don't feel any thing for me."

The statement made Lisha stop on her tracks, then she turned to look at him, "That doesn't prove that."

He smirked, "You just admitted to liking me."

Lisha shrugged, "And so?"

"And so, will you be my girlfriend?"

Lisha kept quiet for some seconds before erupting into laughter for some minutes and that kept Jimi wondering if she hadn't gone senile.

"The joke wasn't that funny at all," she hit his chest when she finally stopped laughing.

Just as she made to move her hand away from his chest, he held onto her hand and stationed it to his heart, Lisha stared into his eyes for some seconds before he talked.

"Can you see I'm not joking?"

"Well, your heart might be racing fast because you're afraid or something, who knows you might be scared of me? You know I can just beat you to stupor if you perform any nonsense oo."

Jimi dropped her hands before sighing in frustration.

"Lisha, can you be serious, just this once? I'm not joking here," he said in a pleading tone.

"I'm not too!" She said on top of her voice.

He heaved before running his hand through his low cut hair, "Then what's stopping you from accepting me?"

She looked away before responding, "Because, you don't deserve someone like me," then she walked away, walking as fast as her legs could carry her.

Jimi watched her as she walked away hastily, he sighed while thinking about what she said. Why does she think that way? What makes him not deserve her? Why…

Nikki's clap interrupted his thoughts, he turned to her then she voiced out, "Thank God she knows her limit, it's a good thing, she knows an handsome guy like you doesn't deserve a skinny thing like her."

Jimi scoffed before replying, "It's a pity I prefer the skinny thing to the so called curvaceous one who only throws herself at guys shamelessly like a whore," then he walked out before the words could even sink into her.

Nikki's mouth hung open as she gasped at his retreating figure, did he just insult her? Did he just liken her to a whore? Did he just degrade her? Did he just choose Lisha over her?