“Delta State? Where?” He asked sitting up excitedly. I’m from Delta State.” Kimberly said making Chuka’s eyes widen in surprise. “What about your tribal name? Where are you from?” Chuka interrupted.
Was it just his nature to smile or was there something about her that was making him smile this way? “Tell me about yourself Kim… I can call you that, right?” Chuka asked with a disarming smile which made Kimberly wonder why he smiled so much. We can just talk about the proposal.” Kimberly suggested. It’s for the best.” He said as flashed her a charming smile again, “Don’t you want to eat something?” She was my first love and I was hers.” Chuka explained after a while. I was just curious, that’s all.” Kimberly rushed to him since she didn’t want to seem like she was prying. He had spent quite some time with Eric the previous day trying to get all the stories straight. She cleared her throat, “I learnt you used to date my father’s wife.” She said, watching him closely.įacial expression remained the same, not giving away anything he was thinking as he considered her question. She knew she was s¢vm, but she didn’t want to be the sort of s¢vm who would sleep with her fake husband’s friend, who happened to be Prisca’s crush, and her new friend’s brother… Not to forget he was also her step mother’s ex boyfriend. The last thing she wanted was messing up by doing anything with him. She was feeling quite self conscious because of the way he kept looking at her with a playful smile on his face.
Kimberly said nothing as she sipped from her of wine. “You don’t think that is probably because Eric and my sister put in good words for you?” Chuka asked as he leaned back in his seat in a relaxed pose. And then you also seem more… More approachable than I would have thought for someone like you.” She said, making Chuka chuckle.
“Well, maybe it’s because I’m not very photogenic.” Chuka said with a dismissive shrug, and raised the of wine the waiter just brought to his l!ps. Why is that so, if I may ask?” Kimberly asked, directing the conversation to safer topics that centered on him. I can’t say the same for you since there are no pictures of you to view. Was he flirting with her or was this just the way he was? She wondered. “I have to admit that you look even more beautiful in person than in pictures.” Chuka said with a flirty smile, making Kimberly give him an awkward smile since she didn’t know what to expect. Kimberly requested for a of wine as well before facing Chuka who was looking at her with a smile. And get me a of your best wine.” Chuka said politely before returning his attention to Kimberly. I’d like to get to know you first.” Chuka said before turning to the waiter, “Get this beautiful lady whatever she wants. “Can we talk about business first?” Kimberly asked anxiously. What will you like to have?” Chuka asked as he signalled to the waiter. “Well, from my sister and your husband of course. Have? From who?” Kimberly asked, wondering if it was Eric or Mimi. I’ve heard so much about you.” Chuka said as he let go of her hand and pulled out a chair for her to sit down. “And I’m Tunde Obasan.” Chuka said with a grin as he took the hand she extended in his, “It’s nice to meet you. She noticed the suit he was wearing was from the same designer as the one Eric had worn on the day they did their court wedding. She forced a smile as she walked over to where he was standing “Hello! I’m Kimberly Abamba!” Kimberly said, extending a hand for a handshake. He looked really handsome and was light skinned the way she liked. Kimberly’s heart skipped a beat when she saw the handsome guy who was waving at her. She was dressed in white shirt which was tucked into her navy blue suit and was wearing a red shoe which matched her handbag. Immediately Chuka sighted Kimberly walking into the restaurant, he stood up from his seat with a wide welcoming smile plastered on his face as he waved her over. She took out her powder and applied a little on her face which was beginning to look oily, and then applied her zaron l!p gloss on her l!ps, before stepping out of her car carrying her handbag, a file containing her business proposal. She pulled down the car’s sun visor mirror and checked her face. Kimberly had to admit she felt kind of nervous as she drove into the parking lot of the restaurant where she was to meet with ‘Tunde Obasan’.