7. Men Trouble.

Amara.

Ife popped a chip in her mouth and munched loudly. I looked over the top of the book in my hand and at where she was seated and leaning against her desk and found her looking at me, her head in her palm. When I looked away, she sighed loudly and continued her loud munching.

“Anything you want to get off your chest?” I dabbed my pointer finger and thumb with a little saliva and flipped the page I was done reading over without looking up at her.

“A diamond ring, huh?” I heard the rustling of the chip bag as she moved it to the side.

“Yup.” I added an extra pop to the ‘p’ and looked up at her. “Just the way I like it.” Truth be told, I loved rings, diamonds especially, but there was nothing exciting having someone else’ ring on my finger. Technically, it was mine but it totally wasn’t.

“So, when are you moving in with him?

My eyes widened at the question. Moving in with James? I hadn’t even thought about it after he mentioned it because I was worrying about the absurdity of havin