Decent

"You know you're making me skip work, right?" Chuka asked with a grin as he sat across from Eric in his spacious living room. The living room was so big and the chairs were so far apart that you'd have to raise your voice a bit if you wanted to be heard. Why someone as simple as him had chosen to live in just a big mansion was beyond Chuka. 

"And who is your boss?" Eric asked as he lay down comfortably on his king sized sofa. He had to admit he had missed the comfort of his home. Yeah, Kimberly's house was okay, but his was much bigger and more comfortable like the home he had grown up in. 

"I thought I'm my own boss? Am I not Tunde Obasan?" Chuka asked with a teasing smile.

"Only in front of Kimberly. So how did it go with her yesterday?" Eric asked as he sat up to take the glass of juice his housekeeper was offering him, "Thanks Aunty Martha." He greeted with a polite smile, before she walked away.