Amaka’s POV
I came out of the shower just in time to see Jimi stir awake.
"Agh my head," He groaned.
I just went and sat in front of the dresser.
"How was your night," I muttered.
"Weird…I can’t even remember when I fell asleep-” he paused as if trying to recall what had happened the previous night. He sat up and sighed.
"I'm sorry about last night...I think it’s one of my--"
"Jimi! Jimi!! Jimi!!!... Please don't give me any of that nonsense," I cut him off immediately before picking a hair brush from the dresser to brush my hair.
"Baby it wasn't my intention it just---"
"Jimi I mean why are you doing this to me? Am I not pretty enough? I mean…am I not smart enough?"
"What do you mean?" He asked looking confused.
"Look at me!" I stood up and dropped my towel.
I walked to the f
