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“Joe, why are you so lazy?” “I trust your decision, Sweetcakes.” “Joe, this is the best that we’ve seen so far,” Zabby says as she inspects one of the rooms. We’re on a video call with Joe, who has refused to get involved in the process. ‘Good natural lighting, two bedrooms, close enough to your

“To do what?” Angela says. “To ask you to be mine,” I say, swallowing. I’ve spoken to and worked with many top brands as a photographer and business owner. I’ve learnt the act of confidence so much so that I barely get deterred by my fear, even though it’s always there. Asking Angela to be

Joe makes it a tad difficult to be guarded with him. I don’t know if he has the intention to broach the subject of our future together, we becoming an official couple, but I’m ready. This, the entire thing with Joe, feels safe, and I’m ready. Well, as long as he is. We’re back at

This heady feeling that comes with being in love, almost like you’re intoxicated, makes you want to do everything you can to make your partner happy without even thinking twice. The smile on Angela’s face and the way she keeps relaxing into me without her even knowing is like a drug to my system. I

That show in the hotel room? It wasn’t me. We’re driving to Joe’s house, and it hits me that it isn’t my territory,y unlike the hotel room. Now, I’m rethinking my decision. While I would absolutely love to see Joe’s home, I doubt I’m ready—maybe later in the day. I think of something we can

“Angie, baby, did you get enough sleep?” I ask, maybe because I didn’t get any. With Angie a few feet from me, it’s not a surprise that I couldn’t sleep a wink all night. I also couldn’t take any cold showers or distract myself with work or movies because I didn’t want to wake her.

“I didn’t tell Joe about the leave.” “It’s better. You know your bobo already. He can start coming here now now.” “Right?” I ask, stretching on my bed. My leave started today and I’m basking in the sweet feeling of being able to spend extra time in bed on a weekday. “We all know him.”

It feels almost wrong to remain in Abuja without Joe. Not that I want to immediately relocate to Calabar because of a man, not that I can’t, but his short visit gave me an insight into the alternative life I could be living if we were together. Realistically, if he lived in Abuja, we would