(Part 1) I wanted Sex On My Birthday but Got Something Else

It was a diner in Brooklyn; the woman was sitting straight back, there was a plate of fries and sausage in front of her. She was beautiful, with long lean fingers that gripped the hand of her coffee mug, and rich black natural hair that was matted in a beautiful up-do. She looked like she was not at ease, it was obvious to see that her mind were a million places but the food before her, because they remained untouched. Her eyes were a beautiful brown, and they roamed the diner, looking at the fourth finger of every woman seated there. Her obsession had followed her to America.
Lotanna had left the shores of Nigeria because she felt intimidated by her friends. They had all started out together as girls, but today they had been claimed by respectable men, with that shiny metal which nestled on their fourth fingers, as their badge of honour. But, she who would be turning thirty in a day, was still as single as ever.


“What am I doing wrong?” she pondered, as she thought of all the men that had been in her life. She thought back to her first love, a boy called Kenneth. Kenneth was a handsome boy with a good heart and she loved him, but still broke his heart because, everyone told her that they couldn’t work. Lotanna was already in the university, while Kenneth was still living the street life, smoking weed and hanging out with the bad boys. He was a tough one, with his body physique that inspired fear in boys of his age group. But when he was with her, he was gentle and loving, he even agreed to wait till she was out of the university before they could have sex. In that time that most relationships were about sex, he was a good catch.
It had taken just a phone call to end it all; the school was still in session and she had called him. He was cheery like the sunshine on phone because, he thought it was just one of their usual phone calls, until she dropped the bombshell.
“I am no longer a virgin, I had sex, Kenneth” she had said to him, and listened to the noisy silence on the other side of the phone.
“I am sorry, I still love you” she added, but Kenneth did not hear that because he had already ended the call.
Lottie, as she was fondly called by family and friends, wondered if karma was paying her in her own coin because since then, her relationships have always ended on a sour note.
“A penny for your thoughts” a voice intruded into her thoughts. She looked up and saw the most gorgeous man she had ever met, standing by her table and looking down on her with dark eyes that she could get lost in. He was tall, and dark like obsidian. It was not his medium built, or dark and dangerous features that got Lottie drooling, it was his beard, carved to shape his lips, on which was a cocky smile.

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