C43 FORTY ONE

Ibukun and Lashe held hands as they waited by the side of the road. Lashe was holding her hands tightly with his second hand in his pocket as he looked around for taxis.

“Since when have you liked me?” Ibukun asked and Lashe turned to her as he threw his head backwards as if thinking.

“I’m not sure” Lashe replied as he slowly squeezed her hand