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He sighed.

” love is an understatement Omar…..” He said and sighed again.

” If there was something stronger than love, I would have used it right now….” He continued.

” Right from the day you stood before me at the altar to take our wedding vows,…. I had an unquenchable desire to hold you by my side forever, and never let you go if God wills…. But I wasn’t sure of your feelings towards me until today….. and right now Omar, you have made me the happiest man on earth!!”

Omar chuckled unbelievably and suddenly became serious.

” Do you mean what you say?….. Or are you doing this not to make me feel bad?” Omar asked in seriousness.

Ife sighed.

” Omar…. I am nothing like Paul who broke your heart and threw you out to the streets several years ago….. If I say I love you, then I am hell bent serious.” He said.

Omar smiled warmly and ruffled his hair tenderly.

” So where do we go from here?” She asked.

” We will take it one step at a time.”

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As beautiful and perfect as it is that Ife had the same feelings towards her, Omar couldn’t help but get worried.

” I am not a saint Ife….. I have a dark past that is very bad….. I am a slay queen but I’m trying to change…. I’m really scared if this will work out.” Omar voiced her concerns.

” I’m also not perfect Omar….. and I don’t care about your past….. your past should be left in the past…. Right now, we forge ahead…… and like I have said earlier, let’s take it one step at a time, starting with keeping no secrets from each other …. And trusting one another as well.” He said and paused.

” I trust you.” She said softly.

He smiled and planted a light kiss on her cheeks.

” I trust you too.

Ife walked into her office and sat on the table facing her.

” Hey love…. How are you doing?” He asked with a smile, his gaze focused on her.

Omar looked up at him and chuckled.

“This one you are coming to my office every ten minutes Ife…. I hope all is well?”

He folded his hands and smiled broadly.

” It’s actually an interval of one hour Mrs Mike Davis.” He said coyly.

She bit her lower lip, loving the way he pronounced her titled name.

” hmmm!…. Is it?” She asked, feigning ignorance.

He had a look on his face that depicted he was up to something.

” I was just checking up on you to see how you are holding up with the pressure these days, given the fact that our activities have doubled up and we are stretching our capacity to accommodate expansion.”

” So how are you doing really?” He asked in concern.

She took his hands in her palm and held it tenderly.

” I’m fine dear…. Just a little tired.” She said and sighed.

” You know you can take a break to rest…. I don’t want you looking all stressed out.” He replied, brushing his hand on her cheeks.

” You know,…. I wonder how you sort out these files one after the other and still attend to official matters, without being tired….. coupled with the fact that you still do the cooking at home…. Don’t you feel fatigued at all?” She asked him.

” I do feel fatigued….. but I must say it’s a lifestyle I’m used to already.” He said.

She nodded and narrowed her gaze to his soft palm.

” Let me do the cooking tonight?…. Pleeease?” she pleaded, batting her eye lid like a child.

” Don’t worry…. I won’t add too much seasoning this time…. I’ve watched you cook a couple of times and I can proudly say I know your methods…. But in case you are in doubt, I could call you to season it yourself.” She added.

He chuckled.

” Ok…. If that is what you want.” He said in approval.

” Thanks love.” She blew him a kiss and he laughed more.

” You know the first time I met you, I never knew you could laugh this much…. You looked too serious and strict, always trying to perfect one thing or the other.

” I really like it when you laugh dear, it does great stuffs to me….. you should do this every minute of the day…” She remarked tenderly.

He scoffed.

“You know that’s not possible.”

” Why?”

” Because only a mad man laughs every minute of the day.”

They both bursted into laughter.

He held her palm into his hands.

” let’s take a break honey….. let me take you out for lunch.”

” really?…. I thought you only eat freshly prepared home made food?” She asked surprised.

” I do eat out sometimes…. I’m only just selective of the kind of eateries I go to.”

” Hmm!…. Ifedola Mike Davis is a man full of surprises.”

” Am I supposed to be predictable?”

She gave him a light punch on his broad chest.

” Ouch that hurts!!” he replied, feigning pain.