He removed the cigarette and contemplates lighting it or throwing it away. Then he remembers that Folawe had warned him against smoking so he threw it in the nearest bin he could find. "What is she worried about now?"
His father clears his throat and his face begins to flush. He couldn't believe his wife is making him say this to their grown up thirty year old son. "If you have premature ejacualtion, you should treat it. You do know it is treatable right?"
Ambrose threw his head back and almost laughed. If only she knew, she would be worried about Folawe. She would be worried the little girl wont be able to keep up with his pace."That is the last thing she should be worried about."
"Why then do you look frustrated?"
"Are you questioning me like this because I am in your house?"
"We are just worried as parents." His father said in a concerned voice. "Did you two fight?"