Lanre's thumb caresses Sewa's arm as they lay on the bed. It's morning, although Sewa has just fallen asleep not too long, Lanre couldn't sleep.

He thought deeply of his next move on Sewa and how to make everything go right without hurting anyone.

He loved the feeling within him having Sewa in his arms. It was like the missing piece he needed. Sewa mumbled in her sleep, leaning toward Lanre, she wrapped her left hand around his body.

Lanre stared at her beautiful morning face, he just couldn't get enough of it. He looked at the wall clock and realised it was past seven in the morning.

Sewa eyes...