would be coming back with a soaked, crying woman in his car...but he was. And she was not ju

ed to accept his job proposal. Worse still, they really weren't the best of friends and he could not just appr

ng her body with a small towel from the back of his car made his insides

the other hand stopped crying for a second and blinked twice, her large eyes red and wet with tears. She s

The confusion left him at loss for what to do so he stood her up and walked her to his car, telling her with every step that he was

said but with the way her eyes stayed transfixed on the road like she could see things he couldn't, he was cute she had heard him...clearly. He'd known her ten years

m, confusion had masked her appearance for a minute and she'd almost laughed at his words and her situation. But

ftieth time on that ride, trying her best not to look

hen? Was this his evil twin of some sort?" We're the questions that raced thro

f the place. From the gates, she could see the mansion up ahead but what attracted

ly was he?" She

he mansion and stopped the car. He quickly got down and from his face, she could s

her, "Will you remain there?" He asked, speaking to

ing her warming up inside. That day, he'd asked the same question w

e car and walking up to him. She felt stupid. Obviously, his carin

the beauty of the interiors. The first door opened to a large hallway line

er, gesturing for her to do the same. She followed suit, clutching her cross bag with freezing hands. The inside was much w

the edges of a floor-to-ceiling window and a gasp escaped her lips as the curtains opened automatically, showing a beautiful view of a large swimming poo

small wall with small plants lining the top. She heard his instruction but he

ut looking at her, "There's a room at the end of the left hallway

tomorrow." He turned away, almost getting to

about marrying me?

pau