Yolanda's pov
It's 7:02pm now. I don't know how the time went by so fast. Ovie have been so attentive about life with my mother & his gaze still remains on me as I prepare to talk about Chen.
I stand up to give him snacks
"Chin chin or cashew nut?"
"Cashew nuts please with bitter lemon"
"Proper igbo boy"
"I'm Benin not Igbo"
"Same difference" It's not which is Why he eye rolls as he leans into the chair.
I bring the snacks back & I'm seated near him again just as he drops his phone down. I've heard it ping thrice since he got here
"You know you can deal with your stuffs"
"I know but I prefer your presence". He kisses my forehead.
"Trust me. No ex or another woman. Just slight issue. Complete your story"
"You're not bored?"
"Nope baby. I'm actually invested"
"Well, I'm at fini
