Jimi’s POV
I stared at Efua grinning madly as she stared back with a totally blank expression. Damn, she still looked good in her lab coat and her black long hair slicked back with her lips coated with deep red lipstick. I think I just discovered a new fantasy.
“Are you stalking me? Because if you are I’ll call the security on you,” she shot looking shocked.
“You realize this is Naija right?…police or security no get time for this kin matter…I bet your security guard is not even at his work post,” I smirked.
“I’ll scream then,” she said.
“Oh yeah you will,” I winked and smirked at her.
“Just come over to the gurney,” She rolled her eyes.
“The what?” I furrowed my eyebrows totally confused about what she was referring to.
“That thing that looks like a bed!....did you even go to school?” she teased.