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to, and she felt very relaxed with him. He was a good listener
and seemed interested in hearing all about her life on the
university campus. He sounded genuinely impressed when he learnt
her dad was a professor. She felt his life had to be a lot more
colourful than hers, but he just kept listening to her and asking
her more questions about herself.
    "Do you
come to England that often?" she asked when she learnt that he
owned the apartment he was staying in.
    "A few
times a year, but this is about the longest time I'm spending in a
single trip." His eyes met and held hers. "Glad though, as it will
give me some time with you before we go back home."
    Yemi
felt her heart race at the look in his eyes, but she tried to keep
her tone light. "And then the businessman goes back to the
boardroom and the student to the lecture theatre."
    "Really?" he asked with an amused frown. "So you mean I'm
just going to be some sort of entertainment for you while you're on
holidays?"
    "Glad
you've caught on." Yemi said, playing along. "This is a special
hobby of mine. I meet old men, amuse myself, dump them, and move
on."
    "Whoa,
I'm in trouble then. A serial heartbreaker!"
    She
laughed at his mock expression of fear. "Better start praying so
you don't fall prey."
    "Too
late," Akeem said softly. "I was hooked the moment I saw you, and I
don't intend to get dumped."
    "You
can't prevent it," Yemi boasted. "That's just the way it
is."
    He
smiled and shook his head slightly. "I'm not letting that happen to
me. Baby, where you go…I'll go too."
    Yemi
felt her heart fluttering again at the look in his eyes. She had
told herself that she needed to be on her guard around him, but
doing so was proving quite difficult. He was such a nice guy.
Confident without being arrogant. In fact, if she wanted to be
truthful to herself, she already liked him a lot.
    ∞∞∞
    The
following day, Tola walked in on Yemi, who was going through her
phone with a smile on her face. "What are you smiling and staring
at?" Tola asked. "Oh, let me guess, it's another text message from
Prince Charming. Are you seeing him again tonight?"
    "No. He
asked, but I declined. I think I need time to clear my head and put
things in the right perspective."
    "Has he
asked you out formally?"
    "Well,
sort of. He says he wants us to get to know each other better. Same
thing, isn't it?"
    "Yep,"
Tola nodded. "And if I were you, I'd say yes to him. He appears
very nice." She winked at Yemi. "Super hot too."
    Yemi
chewed on her lower lip. From what she had seen of Akeem, she knew
he definitely would not be lacking in female companionship and she
had no intention of being a casual fling for a travelling
businessman. "I don't want to let go of my feelings and then find
out that he's only been playing me all along."
    "Girl,
just relax and go with the flow!"
    Yemi
scowled. "Be serious, Tola."
    Tola's
eyes widened. "But I am! Or do you know any other way to find
out?"
    Yemi
didn't. She already liked Akeem, and she knew it would take very
little to like him a whole lot more. It took just one look from
those gorgeous dark eyes of his and all her defences appeared to
crumble. Why would a guy have eyes like that, anyway? Smouldering,
dark eyes with thick lashes. They were a positive hazard to any
girl.
    "I guess
every girl goes through this," Tola said, interrupting Yemi's
thoughts. "One is never really sure how things will go."
    "But you
know I'm not really an experimenting kind of girl."
    Tola
made a face. "Don't we all know it? You've never even had a proper
relationship."
    "Yeah,
and I've not missed a lot either," Yemi said drily. "Just by
watching your relationships: the giddy beginnings and then the
inevitable phone call from you telling me that it was fun while it
lasted, but that it's all over." She made a face at Tola. "That's
enough to turn anyone off."
    "Maybe…but I've got all that experience!" Tola said airily.
"And I've learnt lessons from every single one of them, and one day
I'll meet my