Becky With The Good Hair. pt1
Zack was everything I ever wanted in a man. Dating in my city can be an extreme sport. Tell me I am not the only one who adores couples at the malls, holding hands and walking side by side. Smiling at each other, and us, by passers! I mean, love is beautiful. At some point, that was me and Zack. Zack was my man. I was the luckiest girl in the world, okay, maybe I am exaggerating. However, if you had bumped into me and him on our way to dinner, you would have certainly agreed with me that I was indeed the luckiest girl in Nairobi! We all know that Nairobi is the ghetto when it comes to dating. Remember what Bensol said about Nairobi? Anyway, no bad vibes here. Back to me and my Zack. He was contemplation & enthusiasm, well mannered, a gentleman; my gentleman, had a home in the leafy suburbs, a nice car; ok I don't know much about cars but the one we used was a black Audi. He was everything, in a good way😚. This man gave me queen treatment. Speak of random flowe...