Chapter Thirty Seven; Deal or No Deal

Previously...

Ama.

"What?" I asked turning to Femi who was on the stirring wheel.

He smiled "I didn't know you could sing."

"I can't. Is that what you call a voice my guy?" I said.

"Yeah. It's so astonishing the things you can do. You can cook, you're very brilliant and creative, you can sing and act as well." He said keeping a straight face.

"That's absurd because I've never acted before." I said. I didn't know what he was playing at.

"Oh you have. All the while you were busy acting like you didn't have a thing for me." He said smirking.

"Oh my God.. oh God Femi you're so exhausting" I said rolling my eyes.

He chuckled "But it's true babe. You're good at sports too. She's a runner she a track star"

"What do you mean by that now?" I said silently dreading what would eventually