“Um, just give me a moment,” he said before dashing out of the kitchen and leaving her feeling bereft.
***
She was here.
Edem thought as he pulled off his joggers in haste and tumbled onto his bathroom floor. It was as if he had conjured her out of his imagination. If possible she was even more beautiful. She still affected him as if they were teenagers again. She still had the same girly chuckle that melted his heart and turned him on. This stupid treacherous body of his couldn’t even reel it in. He had had to rush upstairs to change into something less revealing as soon as he felt the stirrings in his body.
She really was here. Remembering the last time he had seen her he shook his head in amazement. Edem’s father had been married with children when his mother got pregnant in Akwa I
