I choked.

"Are you okay?" Elon asked, looking worried.

"I'm fine," I faked a smile.

Where the hell did he get my number from?

I took another scoop of the ice cream.

Then another message popped up.

Femi: I love your lip combo.

Femi: And the way you're stylishly licking your lips is fucking sexy.

The hell?!

Is he watching me?

Me: What the hell?

I looked sideways, only to see him smiling sweetly.

Awwwww 🤭 

He is so cute.

Wait.

"What are you doing here?" I texted.

Femi: Just chilling until you came in with your guy.

My guy kee?

Does he think Elon is my guy?

I ain't sure I need to correct that.

On second thought, everything is happening too fast. From the party to meeting him again, everything is moving at lightning speed.

And I'm not even sure that him flirting with me means he likes me.

He has a girl, so why is he flirting with me?

Or has he discovered that I like him, so he's tryna take advantage of that?

Gosh, Adanneeeee!

You're supposed to be concentrating on your studies, not a final-year guy!

"Are you okay?" Elon asked again.

"You seem distracted."

"I'm sorry. I just have something going on."

Elon smiled.

Then he leaned forward, gently wiped the ice cream at the corner of my lips with his thumb, and licked it.

I froze.

Oh. My. God.

I looked away shyly, trying to hide my embarrassment.

But then, something caught my attention.

I looked in Femi's direction.

And there he was.

A girl was sitting on his lap, gently caressing his chest.

I blinked.

Once.

Twice.

What the hell?