This face rings a bell. I know him. I am not too sure if he knows me.
“Naomi!!” Clara strided, calling Naomi’s attention whose attention was fixed at his facials.
She came close, waving her right hand in a bid to disrupt Naomi's plans to get a hold of her hard-earned man.
“Better stop staring. Go get the father of your unborn.” she sneered in whispers.
“Anyway, you should get going already.” she blurted, folding both arms to form a resting spot for her mammary glands.
She unwrapped her arms and made for her purse that was stuck out from her back pocket. I picked out a 300-dollar bill and stretched it to Naomi.
Naomi took the cash, fixing her gaze in her eyes, seeking assurance that this unfair treatment was temporary.
She stood there stunned, watching Clara's miraculous behind s
