Flynn
My heart sank when Emma answered the door. It was not the freckle-faced, green-eyes, brunette I was longing for.
"Oh, hi." I respond, trying to hide my disappointment. "Is Lilah here?" I continue, glancing behind her into the hallway.
Emma did not look impressed. Her face looked like she had just sucked on a sour lemon.
I see Lilah at the bottom of the stairs and it is as if my whole body calms. My shoulders relax and a smile makes its way onto my face. I take in all of her. Her very short shorts, displaying her toned and tanned legs. Her tank top which hugged around her small waist and around her breasts.Her hair is flowing loosely down her back in waves, still swinging from the journey down the stairs. I even notice the fluffy socks on her feet and smirk. She looks beautiful
