“it’s okay.” I tell him.
He smiles and nods at me.
“good afternoon. I should have been here earlier to collect you and bring you to where you will be staying but something urgent came up and I had to run there.” he apologies again.
“it’s okay. I understand that you were busy. it’s okay. I am happy you are here now.” I tell him.
“okay.” he nods his head.
His eyes sweep over the bed and my little packed box and change of clothes I have folded into a paper bag.
“I’m guessing that would be all.” he says. I smile in the affirmative.
He is actually easy on the eyes. With brown hair that is so light if it was a few shades more lighter he would be blonde. But he has it packed up in a man bun and he pulls it off. He has muscles too, a lot of them and it is obvious he is someone who works out
