For a moment, we just stared at each other.

He kept staring at me, smiling.

His side dimples added more handsomeness to his cute face.

I smiled awkwardly.

“Una no go like enter?” Osas yelled.

Silly boy.

Elon opened the door, and I got in.

Sweet guy.

The ride was really slow, maybe to me shaa.

We finally got to the party.

As I stepped inside, I felt like everybody's eyes were on me.

My bodycon dress hugged my body perfectly. Fuck, I was damn hot, and my face card was definitely not declining.

We walked in magestically 

Steeze dey cry for where we dey. 

The lounge was beautiful.

Guyyyyyyyyyyyy!

Money was breathing.

We found a spot and sat down.

I immediately grabbed my phone and texted my girls.

Our group chat

Me: Yo, girls! Damn! This place is fire.

Batife: Which one you dey text? In phonetics, on top say you dey mingle with rich people.

Hannah: Don't mind her.

I was about to reply when I heard a scream. I looked up, and I saw the guy I would like to be the mother of his children.

Femi.

My man.

His walking steps were like those of a model, his locks neatly arranged, and have I told you guys he was a beautiful man?

Yes, a beautiful man.

He wore loose trousers and a shirt that wasn't buttoned all the way, exposing his chest. His twenty-four-karat gold chain rested against his skin.

Wait.

Was that a tattoo on his bare chest?

Imagine my hand caressing those tattoos. 

I swallowed.

I almost forgot how to breathe.

My cousin leaned closer and whispered, “You wan chop person pikin? Close your mouth.”

I immediately glared at him.

He laughed.

I ignored him and went back to my phone.

Me: Guess who is here?

Hannah: Who?

Me: Femi.

Hannah: Oya, go and meet him quickly. Opportunity come but just once!

The music suddenly got louder.

I stood up and started dancing slowly, pretending to enjoy myself while secretly monitoring Femi.

Don't judge me.

I was on a mission.

After a while, he started walking out.

I looked around.

My cousin was busy rocking a girl.

Phewww.

Elon was deep in conversation with a few guys.

Perfect.

I followed Frederick outside.

He was on a phone call, so I waited for him finish.

My heart was beating ridiculously fast.

What if he smiled?

What if he complimented me?

What if—

He ended the call.

I took a deep breath and walked towards him.

“Hi,” I managed to say.

He looked at me.

Then from my head to my toes.

Then he suddenly held his nose.

Huh?

“Didn't you use your cologne?” he asked.

“Huh?” I asked.

“Yeah, you. You stink.”

I froze.