39. DELE
Chapter 39
DELE
Luke and I are in our own world for the next two days. He managed to convince me to reduce my work hours and focus more on school, which really isn’t a difficult request. I called my parents, and Luke got to speak with them. They had lots of questions for me, and I had to reassure them that I am fine. Dad isn’t happy to hear that I got married without them knowing. I explain the situation, and he’s appeased for now. Though my dad still demands to know when Luke and I will have a traditional wedding. Luke is a little too keen, in my opinion, to say right away. I remind them that it’s best after I graduate, and that Luke’s dad is better. Another hurdle jumped.
Overall, it is a good call. My brother doesn’t warm up to Luke. He feels that marrying Luke is derailing the planned move to London.
I reminded him that part of our plans required that I graduate with my degree, so the plan isn’t derailed. At the rate he was expressing his annoyance, I switched to speaking in Yoruba so Luke wouldn’t understand, but he could tell that my brother isn’t accepting him.
The next few days go by fast. I’m home most of the time before Luke gets home, and we either go out or have a quiet evening at home.
One evening, he returns home with four boxes and sets them on the living room center table. I set my books aside and lean closer.
“What’s in it?” I ask.
“You’ll have to open them to find out.”
I roll my eyes at him and open the first one—a simple two-tone necklace with white and yellow diamonds from Effy. I smile, leave it open, and open the next box. It’s Van Cleef he catches it, making me smile.
“Relax, and she’ll be right back.” I race to my room to change into the lingerie I bought earlier today.
“I’ll bring a gift every night for my favorite dancer,” I hear him holler, making me laugh.