Nene's POV
"You…" I sighed sounding a tad bit irritated.
"You...you too," He muttered looking like a deer caught in the lights.
"So you have met then?" Jimi sat up.
"Yes!" We both said in unison.
"Yes in a rather unethical situation." I shrugged. The dude was hot and cocky and if there's anything I hate in a man, its pride. I'm guessing this should be Femi, Jimi's oldest brother since he was always abroad and was rarely at home to encounter their family drama.
"So Wole what do you think of little Nene...isn't she a babe now," Jimi grinned at me before going to rummage through the leather bag Wole had brought.
I rolled my eyes at his statement but was taken aback. Did he say Wole?
"Yes bro she...she's ho-hon point,
I scowled and snorted a little.
"All these Yoruba boys and you
