first valentine
By Ajumoke Nwaeze

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I could feel his breath behind me. I turned to face him, held him close and planted another kiss, this time on his lips. His lips didn't part open though; he was still fasting. For a moment, I wondered why the ushering department would schedule a fast on Valentine’s Day. Noticed an error in this book? Send a mail to to report it

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