Lethal Attraction

Scrutinization

🌹LETHAL ATTRACTION🌹

🌾CHAPTER 6🌾

"..........No lele, shebi we dey go the same way, you go talk to me las las"

Scrutinizing him now, Dorathy noticed that the man was wearing a stud earring and had several cheap and poorly done tattoo jobs on his arms and side of his neck and the dark color of his lips revealed that he was an ardent smoker. He was wearing a sleeveless football vest and rugged jeans trouser that was clean but rough. His hair was rough and was made as if he was just starting to grow some dreadlocks.

Soon, the man pulled out a pack of cigarettes, pulled a stick out and began to smoke while he nodded his head to the loud music of Olamide, playing from somewhere in the park. Soon, he caught sight of a vendor, stopped her and pulled out a bottle of Schweppes from the bucket of varieties of drinks on her head. Paying her, he undid the cover of the drink and downed half the content in a go.

Dorathy's attention was suddenly distracted from the man when she felt some one gently stroking her hair. Turning to look at who had the guts to be touching her that way in a public vehicle, she saw a young woman on a nice low cut who was sitting next to her but at the window, smiling at her in admiration.

"Awwww, i like your hair" She said, still stroking on the slick hair.

Dorothy cringed but forced a smile. "Thank you " she said, and stylishly pulled her hair from the lady's hand but the lady simply dove her fingers back into the hair and asked, "how much is it?"

"I really don't tell random people the price of my accessories or other personal stuff" Dorathy said with a polite smile, not wanting to sound rude.

"Why?" The lady quizzically asked. "you think i can't afford it?" She sounded a bit offended, and much to Dorathy's relief, she removed her hand finally.

"No, that's not what i meant at all, but you might find the amount quite outrageous for just a wig if i tell you" Dorathy replied.

"I'm still curious to know all the same" the lady insisted. She was Quite pretty and had a nose stud on the right side of her nose and was also wearing contact lenses that didn't match her complexion and had several rings on all ten of her fingers. Dorathy did not fail to notice that she was using one of the latest version of expensive iphones.

"Fine, if you insist but i bought it outside the country and the equivalent of the US dollars i spent in naira is four hundred and fifty thousand naira" Dorathy finally revealed, hoping that would shut the woman up and make her leave her alone. She was not in the mood of chitchat.

The lady's eyes suddenly grew round and big. "You don't mean it" her jaw dropped.

"Am not joking" Dorothy gave a small smile and replied her cousin's chat. She had informed her cousin that she'd be arriving to Abuja late because she's traveling by road.

"Four.......hundred......and....fifty.....thousand.....naira, for just a hair?" She whistle in amazement.

"That's why i told you that i don't like to tell random people stuffs like this" Dorathy answered.

"You must be rich o" the lady said, scrutinizing her with newfound respect and curiosity.

"Just maybe.....i can just afford certain things" Dorothy said.

"So, just how many of this wigs do you have?" the lady asked. "Even your wristwatch is designers...and your iPhone is the latest version. Are you married?"

She asked a lot of questions that Dorathy only decided to answer the last one. "No. I'm not"

"Do you have a rich boyfriend?" The lady pressed on and her bold personal questions were really starting to make Dorathy uncomfortable, especially because she knew that the other passengers in the car might be listening to their conversation too.

"No, i don't have a boyfriend either" Dorothy answered all the same and tried to focus on her phone, hoping that would give the strange lady the hint not to ask further questions.

"I see...., you must be one of those Lagos hot babies that date politicians or Arab men" the lady leaned towards her and whispered.

Dorathy didn't smile this time, she was offended by the stupid insinuation. Why would the lady think she was into hoeing because she had expensive things? Couldn't women actually have good things without people thinking that men got it for them?. " I beg your pardon" Dorathy hissed.

Noticing the look on her face, the lady gave a nervous smile and said. "Please o, i was only joking, No offense"

"Better" Dorothy said.

"So....anyway, my name is Sandra. Yours?" The lady asked.

"Dorathy" Dorothy reluctantly answered.

"Are you base here? In Lagos?"

"I'm not based in Lagos, I'm only in the country for a visit"

"Oh, where are you based then?"

"Amsterdam"

"Are your families there too?"

#TBC