Weird Flips!

Where did that come from? Get it together, Ife.

"Ife will you come for my sister's wedding on Saturday," Mercy asked, snapping me out of my daze.

I shook my head to get rid of those thoughts before returning to our conversation.

"Babe, I can't. My convocation is on Friday and I leave on Thursday to be back on Saturday afternoon." I explained and her face fell but she quickly brightened, flashing her eyes at Ethan, and I wanted to slap her face away from him.

"Yeah, come for the reception. Omolola wants to see you" I sighed, I knew she was lying, she just wanted me to bring Ethan.

"I'll get her there," Ethan, who had been sitting there listening to the conversation, suddenly slipped in.

He suddenly stood up to hold my waist and I gave him a curious glare.

What was he playing at?

"Thank you, járé brother," she said in her Yoruba accent as she touched Ethan's hands. C’mon, girl we were in church and you were flirting.

"No problem," Ethan said firmly, pulling me away from her. We