When I met Feranmi in 2019 at a friend's wedding, I had no idea how much he'd affect my life.
"Can I have this dance with you?" He said to me at that party when the MC asked him to pick a lady to dance with.
"Can I have this dance with you?" He said to me at that party when the MC asked him to pick a lady to dance with.
He looked at our table, and our eyes met. He winked and smiled at me, but I looked away. I prayed silently in my head for him not to pick me and was ready to turn him down if he tried, but he walked up to our table, tapped me, and for some reason, I got excited.
"You shouldn't be excited about it," I said in my head.
"Aunty, come out now... Uncle, you too beg her." The MC said and I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.
"You too stand up...awwnn awwnn you both look good together oh." A woman shouted from the table behind me.
"Aunty, come out now... Uncle, you too beg her." The MC said and I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.
"You too stand up...awwnn awwnn you both look good together oh." A woman shouted from the table behind me.
I didn't want to step out because I still carried the grief of my ex in my heart who ghosted and came back with the "our goals seem not to be in alignment," phrase, after having me move to Lagos from Ibadan so we could live in the same state.
"Please, don't say no." He said, barely above a whisper.
"It's just a dance, Peace... just a dance." My friend said and pushed me up.
Every dance move with him caused a billion butterflies to flutter in my stomach, and I loved how he made me feel with...
"It's just a dance, Peace... just a dance." My friend said and pushed me up.
Every dance move with him caused a billion butterflies to flutter in my stomach, and I loved how he made me feel with...
...his masculine, yet soft hands on my waist, and his gaze on me. After the dance, the MC made a couple of jokes, and we took pictures with the couple.
He got my number but never called.
He got my number but never called.
A couple of months later, we bumped into each other at the cinema.
"Heyy"
"Hi."
"Do you remember me?"
"Why won't I? your cologne, and touch stayed in my heart and soul," I said in my head.
"No...from where please?" I lied, pretending not to have recognized him.
"Heyy"
"Hi."
"Do you remember me?"
"Why won't I? your cologne, and touch stayed in my heart and soul," I said in my head.
"No...from where please?" I lied, pretending not to have recognized him.
"At the party in February, the guy that swept you off your feet."
"Ohhh,youuu."
"Hmmm...so I truly swept you off your feet."
We laughed about it and realized we both were on a solo date, so we sat together. I was shivering when he asked if he could wrap his arms around me.
"Ohhh,youuu."
"Hmmm...so I truly swept you off your feet."
We laughed about it and realized we both were on a solo date, so we sat together. I was shivering when he asked if he could wrap his arms around me.
"Yes," I said, with my head rested on his shoulder. He slid his finger through mine and squeezed them gently.
That night, after the movie, he apologized for not calling me after the wedding. He told me his phone was stolen at the event. We exchanged numbers while he waited for me to get a ride because I wouldn't let him drop me off at home.
"Can I ask you one question?" He said.
"What's that?"
"Are you single?"
My phone rang distracting us, it was my ride. We tried locating my driver while his question danced through my thoughts.
"Good night Peace." He leaned in and kissed the top of my head.
"What's that?"
"Are you single?"
My phone rang distracting us, it was my ride. We tried locating my driver while his question danced through my thoughts.
"Good night Peace." He leaned in and kissed the top of my head.
He called me immediately after I got home, and we got talking. Days rolled into weeks, and weeks into months. Every day felt like fresh waters with him, and listening to his voice makes me smile in a way I can't explain.
I remember when I got so sick, and he couldn't come to visit me because he was not in the country, his mum was with me with soup bowls and food at the hospital. I pitied the poor woman when I saw her running around.
Feranmi made studying easier for me when I decided to go for my Masters. He stayed up at night to study with me, explaining things I didn't understand over the phone like he was the one in school, studying.
Let's talk about the forehead kisses, and how much he randomly goes the extra mile when I complain about something not being perfectly done.
The spa dates, chocolates, and surprise vacations. And when I ask to split bills with him, he refuses.
The spa dates, chocolates, and surprise vacations. And when I ask to split bills with him, he refuses.
At first, I thought it was a lie and he was faking it, knowing where I was coming from due to the different species of men I had been with, but that's who he is. A sweet soul, who gives his all when in love. I knew I had to do the same, in multiple folds.
He gives the warmest and most reassuring hugs. He loves me in words and action.
Come Saturday, I get to walk down the aisle with him and say "I do" to the love of my life. The husband of my youth and old age. Oluwaferanmi, for God, has given me this one.
THE END.
THE END.
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