Chapter 14
Standing face to face with Mirabel weakens his determination, earlier he was determined to purge her out of his system, but seeing her, giving him and innocent smile with a fire in her eyes weakens his determination.
"I never thought in a million times, that I will see you" Mr Uba said truthfully
"That makes the two of us" she replied. Then lazily walked closer to him, she really don't know why, but every nerves in her want him close
"Do you live near" she asked, not that she is interested to know, but also hope he does
"Not really that close, it took me an hour to get here" he said, trying to hide the fact how the sweat on Mirabel body makes her erotic, and making him savage
"How is Amara" she asked as she continued her jogging and he followed,
"Fine" he replied. They started having casual conversation and Mirabel told him about the essay, he couldn't contains his laughter.
As they get to know each other through conversation, one thing kept bothering Mirabel, she wanted to ask about his late wife, the only thing she know from the little people told her, is she died 10 years ago at child birth. That means he might actually be very much older than her, though he look quiet strong and not to forget handsome.
"Do you mind hanging out again" Mr Uba asked as they both stand in front of Mirabel's compound.
"Yes" she said even before thinking, he smiled at her replied, even when his sensible side reminds him she have a boyfriend.
"Am free tomorrow" she said taking the initiatives
"Be ready by 1, I will come pick you up" he said, then turned to leave but was stopped by Mirabel, she held his hands, he turned to look at their hands together. Her finger is little and tiny looking fragile against his big ones, he can't ignore the fire it shoots through him, he want more than this, he looks at her lips, it pink and succulent he also want to taste that too, but he can't cause
Standing face to face with Mirabel weakens his determination, earlier he was determined to purge her out of his system, but seeing her, giving him and innocent smile with a fire in her eyes weakens his determination.
"I never thought in a million times, that I will see you" Mr Uba said truthfully
"That makes the two of us" she replied. Then lazily walked closer to him, she really don't know why, but every nerves in her want him close
"Do you live near" she asked, not that she is interested to know, but also hope he does
"Not really that close, it took me an hour to get here" he said, trying to hide the fact how the sweat on Mirabel body makes her erotic, and making him savage
"How is Amara" she asked as she continued her jogging and he followed,
"Fine" he replied. They started having casual conversation and Mirabel told him about the essay, he couldn't contains his laughter.
As they get to know each other through conversation, one thing kept bothering Mirabel, she wanted to ask about his late wife, the only thing she know from the little people told her, is she died 10 years ago at child birth. That means he might actually be very much older than her, though he look quiet strong and not to forget handsome.
"Do you mind hanging out again" Mr Uba asked as they both stand in front of Mirabel's compound.
"Yes" she said even before thinking, he smiled at her replied, even when his sensible side reminds him she have a boyfriend.
"Am free tomorrow" she said taking the initiatives
"Be ready by 1, I will come pick you up" he said, then turned to leave but was stopped by Mirabel, she held his hands, he turned to look at their hands together. Her finger is little and tiny looking fragile against his big ones, he can't ignore the fire it shoots through him, he want more than this, he looks at her lips, it pink and succulent he also want to taste that too, but he can't cause
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