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Well, it has been a long time coming and I am sorry I kept you all waiting! As I said earlier, my author is pretty swamped and unavailable, I thought she would be good this week but sadly she is not, she sends her apologies. So in her stead, today, I AM THE AUTHOR!😀 It’s been a while since I dabbled into fiction and I am sure I am quite rusty! I hope I killed it? At least small? PLEASE SEND YOUR FEEDBACK AND COMMENT YOUR THOUGHTS, I NEED TO KNOW IF I SHOULD CONSIDER A CAREER IN WRITING,😩 I AM OPEN TO CRITICISMS! As usual, I am always grateful for the support, thanks a bunch😘 Don’t forget to share the link with your friends, let them in on the coolest blog you know!😉

About the Author


     Well…Zubie is…lol, this is pretty awkward, I don’t know what to say. Ok, I think I am a fairly talented writer, but I have been so lazy these past few years. My writing game was strong way back in sec school as I was obssessed with writing, was also an avid reader, got into a lot of trouble with my teachers for that. I have written a couple of novels, they never got published😩 My parents were huge fans, they even got me to talk to chimamanda Adichie and promised me summer lessons in writing, but the spirit of laziness and distractions from university…

oh well, good news is I am making a comeback…Enjoy!

p.s: Zubie doesn’t like dogs or have nine cats, as is popular amongst other authors but Zubie is a hopeless romantic especially when she is writing a story😄

Ray’s Lust



I woke up with a start, the whole place was dark and my memory was a bit foggy. Stretching my hands I patted the wall until I found the light switch and the soft glow it gave the room was enough to light up my memory. OMG! Boma…last night…the sitting room…my bedroom! We had practically “christened” everywhere! I was nothing short of embarrassed, everything had happened so soon and so fast. I looked to the side of the bed thinking of the best way to come out of the situation with some modicum of dignity but he wasn’t beside me. The only evidence of his presence was his scent and the soft deep on the pink sheets, not sure how to feel about this I tiptoed to the bath room and he wasn’t there either. At this point I was slightly relieved, at least any embarrassing conversations or awkwardness have been avoided, but the fact that he snuck out didn’t sit well either. Was this a onetime thing for him? Wasn’t I good enough? Oh my God I knew I had dished it out too fast. Suddenly a trail of memories involving every guy I have had something to do with flit through my mind and I could feel the tears coming “God please, not Boma too!
I was still sore from what I had been through with Femi and with Boma, I wasn’t sure I could handle it. Shrugging off my panties, I forced myself not to give the situation much thought and entered the shower. This was one place we were yet to try out and I wondered how it would feel…yesterday night with Boma had been like heaven on earth, his touch was soft and sure and he gave as much as he received. I kept wanting until I was spent, and even then… it took full minutes I am sure before I realised I had been staring at a corner in the shower with ideas in my head, “argh!” I cursed myself and stepped out.
Being Saturday, I had to think up activities to keep busy with, I decided a day in the spa would do my body much good. As quickly as I could, I put on some light make up, threw on my blue shorts and a tank top and then called Lisa.
Bae, I am heading to the spa, you game?
Lisa “Perfect place for delectable gist!” pause “Ah…but I can’t afford a spa now you know I am saving up for that gown we saw at Maximes babe!
It’s alright, bill is on me you fox!
sugar, see you in 30!” She said, giggling
I shook my head as I headed for the door, I would have even paid more just to have her company, she was the one person who could distract me from this situation. A white paper lying on my stool drew my attention. The writing was unfamiliar but it could only be one person, Boma. My heart raced as I read it’s contents.
Had to run baby, my A.D sent a text, urgent meeting at the office, moreover didn’t want to disturb you as you were snoring quite soundly, lol…what’s your day like?…I hope I don’t act stupid during the meeting, what you did to me yesterday night is still fresh in my memory!
I couldn’t help but laugh, me, snor? Impossible! Feeling much better, I sent him a text telling him I was going to Bimps Spa and would be pretty much free in 3 hours.
Lisa was already at the spa before I got there, “Osho free!” I teased her
Giggling she countered, “Free me jo, you are the one who needs me
We got in and went through the necessary procedures, steamed baths, pedicure and manicure, all the while gossiping. We had just gotten our faces slabbed with some natural paste and were getting massaged by oh so professional hands when a plump lady walked in and said a delivery boy was outside the door and had a package for me!
Hmmm, please bring it in” Lisa answered excitedly and as the lady stepped out she asked me “Where has this man been all your life! He should come and give Obiora some tips on romance please!” referring to her boyfriend. I giggled shyly and asked her just as the lady was coming back with a box of red roses “who told you it’s Boma?
Oh is it Femi? Please don’t play dumb with me” she almost grabbed my roses before I could reach for them.
Babe calm down, it’s mine not yours, ha ahn!
I took them from the lady and read the card attached to it “To the most beautiful lady I have seen in a while! Would you be my date to a wedding by 4? ” To say I was blushing is an understatement; I was grinning from ear to ear. I must have been holding the card for too long cause my masseur coughed and Lisa snatched it from me.
Yes, yes, yes, she will marry you!” The fu*k? This girl is insane, I thought shocked at her outburst.
Congratulations ma” said the plum lady, smiling before I could think up a retort for Lisa.
Lisa, shut up! I am not getting married!” I muttered, slightly embarrassed.
I resumed staring at my flowers, thinking how a Nigerian man could be so romantic when I saw the little brown box amongst the roses. My heart skipped, wasn’t it too early for a ring? I picked it up hesitantly and opened it to see a small but beautiful gold neck lace. I gasped.
“OH MY GOD, someone please shoot me now!” screamed Lisa. I put my hands on my chest and couldn’t believe how lucky I was to land this perfect gentle man. Lisa jumped out of her masseur’s hands and came to stare in awe. It’s pendant was a pretty rose with a diamond stone in it’s middle. If I was still confused about my feelings for Boma already, this had sealed the deal! It wasn’t so much the fact that this was obviously very expensive, but his actions, he actually did find time to do all these for me… I just  kept smiling like he had just proposed to me and all the while Lisa kept saying “awwww baby girl, you deserve it, I am so jealous but you totally do!
The rest of the time spent at the spar was a blur and by two, we were off to my favourite boutique to buy the perfect wedding guest’s gown. By now you must have guessed rightly that I had called and said yes, all the while gushing and saying how grateful I was. Boma had just chuckled telling me I deserve even more. We finally agreed he would pick me at home by 4. We found the perfect gown, a glittery, red figure flattering peplum gown and on second thoughts, I grabbed a strappy gold sandal to match, I refused to let the price tag scare me, thank God I was paying with my card. Next stop was JJB’s make up studio for a simple but perfectly done face beat. I was giddy all the way home and Lisa had definitely been a dose of support, I love the girl.
Eventually it was 4 and Boma was outside my house, I let him in and he just kept staring. He looked very dapper in a dark brown suit and I was probably doing the same when he said “you look breathtaking
The wedding was beautiful; the couple looked very good together. We were a little late but Boma was almost the center of attention. Both single and taken ladies had their eyes on my man but he had eyes for me alone, he introduced me to everyone as his girlfriend and my head was literally swollen until it was time to dance. The man has got skills too, I had to bring my A game on the dance floor. By 8, we said our goodbyes and I was just wondering when I would wake up from dream land when he cut into my thoughts as he opened the door to his Porsche for me.
My place tonight…please?
Oh, yes, most definitely!” I screamed in my head, I had been thinking all the while that I couldn’t wait for a repeat of last nights events… “okay” I said and he smiled like a kid who just got candy.
The night would definitely be all shades of Grey…


      To be continued🙃


18 comments on “RAY’S LUST (4)

  1. Amy
    July 12, 2016

    Lol! Niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. bybatee
    July 12, 2016

    😄😄😄 nice one!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Oradubanya Nnenna Marie
    July 12, 2016

    Fantastic honie,am always lukn out for dis story always!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Chuka Anako
    July 12, 2016

    Great story 👌🏿👌🏿👌🏿


  5. Uzo
    July 12, 2016

    Nice one zubiee… U have got in you, rusty or not. But please could u kill the cliché sentences that have been over written in romance novels.


    • zubhie
      July 12, 2016

      😩😄😄chinenye! your kinda romance is different but I gat u, will do!


  6. Princess Torty
    July 12, 2016

    He is gna use Ray for new yam festival 😀

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Olive
    July 12, 2016

    The little Brown box 😍😍😍

    Liked by 1 person

  8. nedum
    July 13, 2016

    Zubhie u hve got me officially hooked on the book waiting for a wk seems too lng

    Liked by 1 person

    • zubhie
      July 13, 2016

      Thanks love, before u know it, Tuesday would be here!😉


  9. Chimdalu
    July 13, 2016

    This is really good dear but I feel you should express yourself through your writing….the write up was lovely only that you focused on making it take the usual novel story line at some point, I didn’t really feel you cos of that…. however, it ended so well. In fact the last sentence was totally fit for the end of this particular episode. Thumbs up Zubi!

    Liked by 1 person

    • zubhie
      July 14, 2016

      Kinda feedback I need, thanks for the truth dear, would definitely work on that next time! Thanks😘


  10. Juliet
    July 17, 2016


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