TWENTY ONE

Tolu wanted to curse as she followed Demola into the restaurant. She adjusted her face cap to hide her face and kept her eyes down as they walked in but since it was Demola she had followed; she was bound to attract attention.

She watched as people started greeting him while he offered them small smiles, handshakes and brief hugs. She soon noticed everyone staring at her and she pursed her lips as Demola led them to a table.

“How does it feel to be the centre of attention when you are actually hiding?” Demola asked with a smile while Tolu glared at him from behind her sun glasses. She was about to say something when a girl walked towards them. she was clad in rather short skirt and a blouse that revealed too much than covering her body.

“Hey Demola, what’s up?” she asked as Demola turned to her with a smile.

“You are here?” Demola asked and the girl nodded.

“You haven’t eaten here before. You don’t like eating outside, what are you doing here?” she aske