Greatest Of All Legends

576  Fashion Show III

Black, long, beautiful, curly, hair with an unruly vibe was the first thing Temz noticed about the guy who just sat beside her.

With hair like that, her first thought was that Jason was not a 'guy', but on seeing his face, it became clear that despite his beauty, he was clearly of the male gender… At least, it looked like it.

'Where have I seen his face before?' she wondered to herself as she tried to place Jason's face to a name that she might know.

While she was doing that, Jason kept watching the models that kept walking down the runway, while nodding his head to the beat that was playing as an accompaniment to the models march.

Since it was just a beat with a nice rhythm that didn't have any lyrics, Jason began to subconsciously match the rhythm in his head and began tapping on the edge of his seat.

After his tapping had matched the rhythm, he began to hum lightly, but that was not enough for Jason who was feeling the beat.

Deciding to try to create some lyrics, his brain cogs began turning. @@novelbin@@

Clearly, he wasn't a professional musician, neither would he say he had much musical talent despite his voice not being a bad one, hence he couldn't call what he was about to do a free style.

'Let's just think of something romantic,' he thought to himself before opening his mouth and singing in a low voice.

"If there are clouds are you my silver lining?"

"Cuz I'm a bad boy and you're the one who's good for me,"

"If I'm the waters, baby you're the ocean,"

"Oh baby you know, it means you complete me,"

Jason's brain was working overtime as he strove to keep the 'freestyle' going, but while he was doing that, he was further confusing Temz who was seated beside him.

'Is he a Nigerian artiste? I've never heard of him before,' She wondered to herself.

She was an upcoming Nigerian music artiste herself and she usually made sure to pay attention to information going around in the industry, yet she didn't know anything about Jason.

Or at least she couldn't remember anything, and she didn't think she would forget someone like Jason if she had seen him before.

While Temz was deep in thought, Jason was still somehow managing to keep the freestyle flowing.

"So don't be doubting all these things I feel for you,"

"I hope you see in me the way I see the gold in you,"

"So come home, lemme be the one,"

"To love you and give you little ones,"

"Oh come close, lemme be the one,"

"To love you and give you little ones,"

'And… I'm out,' Jason thought as his flowing lyrics ran dry and he stopped singing.

"What song is that?" a voice suddenly came from his right, reminding him that he was in a public area.

"..." Jason turned in the direction of the voice and the words that were about to come out of his mouth hung in his throat.

The woman who spoke looked to be in her mid-twenties, yet she was radiating a mature aura that every sane man who wasn't a predator would easily fall for and that was just the beginning of her beauty.

She was on the darker side of the chocolate spectrum and she was a living testimony of 'things come sexier in black'.

She was seated, but there was enough flesh on her body for Jason to know that she didn't lose out to Adele in thickness and most of all,

'How's a person gonna look like chocolate and perfectly fried chicken wings at the same time?'

Two things any black man liked.

'Amitabha, Namidabusu, Astafigrullah, Blood of Jesus, send away all temptations,'

'I cast and bind!'

Immediately Jason began a internal prayer meeting to send away any form of temptation from him, but it didn't seem like it was working, nevertheless, he opened his mouth to reply, not wanting to seem like a gaping idiot.

"That's hard to say… I actually just thought it up," Jason replied, not even realizing that his voice had automatically turned low by a few notches and was slightly raspy.

Immediately after speaking he recognized it and intensified his internal 'demon suppression prayers' because he remembered that this was the seductive voice he used to talk to women in his previous reality when he was planning to give them a deep, inner thigh massage.

"Oh, that's crazyyy, it was really good too,"

"If I had known it was a freestyle, I would have joined you in singing it too," Temz replied, her sonorous voice making it seem like she was singing and the smile on face perfectly accentuating her beauty and making her look even more beautiful.

'Oh hell naw!'

'I cast and bind! Cast and bind! I cast and bind!'

'I am a chosen, I am a chosen, I am a chosen. This temptation, who are you!?'

'Power!!!'

The prayer meeting in Jason's head entered another gear of power.

"I think I know you from somewhere, but I don't remember where though," Temz who didn't know what she was making Jason go through continued speaking.

"That's a new one… I don't think I'm easily forgettable, but then I also feel like you are quite familiar, but I don't know from where though," despite the demon suppression ritual going on his head, Jason's mouth was still doing it's duties and with his voice not reverting to normal, it was dawning on Jason that he was fighting a losing battle with himself.

"I suppose introductions are in order then," he continued.

"If this beautiful lady would be so kind as to grace me with your name," Jason said, already beginning to flirt.

"Temidayo… I'm a musician, and my artist name is Temz," Temz replied, her cat-like eyes squinting a bit, causing them to twinkle.

"A beautiful name for a beautiful lady," the words flew out before Jason could stop himself.

'Fu*k,' he internally facepalmed.