Chapter Thirty Five

I wondered if I should make her feel at home by offering her something to drink or not, but then I was like let me just be polite.

"Want something to drink?"

She nodded, "Yes please... My throat is kinda dry, I didn't know there won't be anyone here..."

I went to the kitchen and fixed a juice for her then handed her the glass, she took it and sipped immediately.

I sighed coz I honestly wanted to know what she was doing here, "what do you want here..."

She sipped again, "to talk to you... why else..."

"Omarley don't fuck with me..."

She smiled, "God, with what I've heard, I wouldn't mind if you could."

"Right now... you are seriously getting on my nerves like your mother..."

She took another and sat on the couch, "which one?"

I swear to God this child was trying me. I kept quiet and looked at her.

She smiled, "you look hot... where were you? Date?"

I looked at her, and the more I did the more I saw her