ERICK ROBERTS
Meeting a pretty woman like Kayla was one of my favorite things to happen to me, meeting her was by mere coincidence and I was glad we did because I couldn’t stop thinking about her, even the five years we were apart made me miss her so much, all I wanted was to be with her but I had my own life to live and a company to run after my father’s mysterious death.
Even though Kayla was a wolf, I didn’t care about who or what she was because all that mattered to me was her heart, she had a pretty heart, just complimenting her pretty face. I know you might be wondering why I keep talking so much about her but that lady was so pretty.
She had a well-sculpted figure with a wasp waist which was tapered. To me it seemed like God had taken His ample time to create her, her delicate e
