er's
gena, C
by of Sofitel Legend Santa Clara Cartagena Hot
hey were all wearing pastel floral dresses with flower crowns o
me up and dow
nice, striking a balance of French art and beauty. The archi
ption area and checked-in i
checked in yesterday?"
now he
just wouldn't
l. Actually... I'm meeting her
opened in surprise. "Yeah,
his job well in know
ills of women's voices and giggles.
checked in today causing excitement to some of our
elenovela acto
him sir?" The receptionist's f
thinning with displeasure
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nd planned on how
still I couldn't get her out of my system. She left her mark on me
... I missed
d hard just thinking of her. I turned the showe
was a fifteen year old    transferee from New Zealand. Very smart with an attractive English accent. The girly things they did, their sleepovers, their celebrity and schoo
school uniform. We never talked or see eye to eye. She always avoided looking at me. I was never bo
nth birthday . I came across her in the hotel hall. We were alone. She looked
was wearing an all black long
ha
n a funeral." I extended a h
ed. A dim flush raced her pale a
Valiente... I me
me regret what I just said. Damn. Wh
and and abruptl
ack and conservative like a nun. I really wanted t
looked at me with contempt. "I know men like you prefer their women to dress in skimpy t
lik
" She emphasized each
got my attention. I was really amused of her. "
o say it. You k
her slowly and she was stepping backwards
rom me." Mia
you tell me w
kward when her back touched the wall. She resembl
lips. God. She looked so beautiful.
to young girls like you?" I li
Her voice was fr
above her head. My brain said that I should go and l
y. Her glassy blue eyes were so compelling, magnetic
led. I inhaled her scent and the warm of her breath deeply.
gasped. The mere touch of her hand m
st whispered then pus
cket full of iced water. I stepped b
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dress and stiletto heels. Who would ever miss her, she looked like a l
Mia wouldn't dress
where she was and
ing down at her margarita, then sl
her and we held eyes fo
Nice seein