CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

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I stand speechless in front Wale while my brain makes effort to suggest what I should say. In the meantime, I stare at his dimpled smile still dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, he places his right hand on my arm, moving it lightly.

Feeling the chills down my spine, I quickly move back, putting a fine distance between us.

He smiles widely, aware of reason for resisting his touch “Are you shy?” He inquires.

“No, I’m sweaty.” I reply with a good enough excuse.

I watch him laugh hysterically, enjoying himself. I won't lie, I like the sound of his laughter but I manage my composure and tell him plainly “I need to get out of this sweaty cloths, I’m not comfortable in it.”

I can’t say for certain what I’m not comfortable in anymore. Is it really the sweaty clothes or his piercing stare.

“I’ll wait.” He finally says.

“You’ll wait, where?” I puff.

“My car is very comfortable.” wearing a serious face, he tells me.

“Is he planning on waiting in his car? I thought he will leave, why isn’t he l