There he was standing in all his glory with his one hand busy holding the travelling bag handle with a knee weakening smile that was adorning his pink luscious lips.
She gaped at him while checking him out.
He was wearing dark blue button up shirt the sleeves rolled up to near the elbows and his two buttons left open clearly showing his muscular chest.
No doubt his messy hair complimented the look.
Just then that feeling of jealousy returned. He had all the time in world to call Aisha and talk to her but when it came to her. Nothin
Ron keenly observed her taking all of her appearance in notice. She was standing there in just white shorts and dark blue tank top matching his shirt. She was bare footed and looked well rested. She looked beautiful with her dark brown hair falling over
