I can’t believe what happened.
Yemi’s lips pressed against mine. It was like a dream. The intensity of the kiss began to rile up different stormy emotions within me. He definitely didn’t feel like Osas, but he made me long to kiss him. I always longed to kiss him first thing in the morning, before he left for work, when he came back from work, when we took showers together and when we made love in bed…
