"Can I open my eyes now?" Amara asked as soon as they were ushered out of the car.
"Not yet baby." Derek said. He held her hand as she stepped down from the Rolls Royce Cullinan.
Derek had gone to pick her up from the La Campagne Tropicana Hotel, Lekki right on time and covered her eyes with a handkerchief.
He wanted her to move in together with him into his new home, a modest mansion, to say the least, located in Lekki which had been renovated to suit his high tech tastes. He would do anything to make it special for her.
Nigerian Highlife music was already wafting out of the concealed speakers surrounding the whole building and the swimming pool which was fitted with water resistant speakers, the atmosphere was so lively.