His eyes flickered as he stared at me as if trying to figure something out. Whatever he searched for, he didn't see. At least, not before we got interrupted.
"Ah! There he is. I thought you wouldn't make it," the vice-chancellor, Mr Tobi Akindele, said, coming in from behind and offering him his hand for a shake.
Aaron's attention shifted from me over to the middle-aged man and a smile came onto his face, "Good morning, Mr Akindele." they shook hands.
"Good morning, Mr Hart." Mr Akindele turned his attention to me, "This is Aaron Hart," he told me. "Mr Aaron Hart, this is.."
"Zera Adams." Aaron beat him to the introduction, and that made him raise a brow of interest. "You two know each other?"
While I moved to say, "We met at the fundraiser."
Aaron said, "We have a bit of history," at the same time.
Well, I didn't think this would go well and so far it hasn't.
"Okay, that's good then." Mr Akindele said, brushing what Aaron had just said off lightly.