I sat up. My under was wet. My parents looked at me with so much pity. Dad sat by me while Mom stood with her hands on her hips. Dad touched my face and my neck. I was sweating profusely.
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When Love Isn’t Just a Feeling: His Intentions
Now, that was a real kill joy for me! I thought it was just going to be me and him. All the other faces were familiar. Freida, Toke and a third friend, Hadiza were included.
What was Bomi up to? I took a good look at him. He was wearing a short sleeve, brown, button-up, plaid shirt and a pair of skinny jeans. His soaring afro hair was just the right signature as well as his perfume. I looked at his loafers. They were on point! Then, his smile. His smile!
When Bomi smiles at you, it’s like a thousand angels have visited you. Those twinkles in his eyes…Was I falling for him? No, I was smitten Continue reading
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