Annabelle Dennis
I got inside the restaurant I will be meeting the decorator I booked for online. I knew how he looked like so I looked around the restaurant in search for him but stopped when I saw someone waving at me from the far end of the restaurant.
He was wearing a white and black checkered shirt that had its sleeves rolled up. His blond hair was neatly gelled, he had a thick-rimmed glass that sat on his pointed nose.
He has a nice physique, chiseled jaw, green eyes, nice smile.
“Hello” I greet him when I was closer to him and he smiled at me.
“Hi, Miss Dennis, I am Elvis Davis” he greets and oh my GOD, his voice sounded so deep and…
“Oh, just call me Ann. Nice to meet you Elvis, how are you?” I asked when I settled down and got comfortable.
“I am doing just great, how about
