WALKING IN MY DELIGHT: the series

As I lay on my bed, a flash back of the events of the the evening ruminated my mind.
He just couldn't take his eyes off me, although I stole some glances at him... he kept on staring and at some point I had to change my position but that didn’t help the situation.
My bestie, Precious invited me to her birthday party at her place at upper Sakponba. As usual, the whole place was filled with the good, the bad, the ugly, and the beautiful ones.
My red Peplon top with my white trousers didn't help matters as it drew a lot of attention to me.

Towards the end of the party, he walked towards me just as I expected. It was when he came close that I noticed he wore a designer's shirt with a matching trouser, he smelt good and looked good... he was handsome with full lips and blue eyes, Infact he was gorgeous. He spoke fluently, introduced himself as Tony and asked for my name, I told him mine. After much exchange of pleasantries, he asked for my number which I gave him without thinking twice.

However, all of a sudden I heard people shouting around... but when I looked round, everyone seemed to be normal but when I turned back to ask Mr. Handsome if he heard anything, he was no where to be found. But he left his card...

TO BE CONTINUED.....

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