Amaya rolls around in bed, replaying the events at the wedding in her head, sighing, “I hate him… why does he remind me so much of Lionel? Is it the way he talks? Or the way he handled me? UGH! ”
“You’re Amara’s little sister, right? Do you need any help with that?” Amaya jumps in surprise, eyes wide staring at the male in front of her. He was tall and average built, probably around 6 or 5’8 feet tall, long chestnut brown hair, and deep green eyes. Amaya blinks as he kept staring at her with interest.
“Hello, anyone there? Do you need help getting the book?” he waved his hand in front of her face and she snaps out of her daze, his face wasn’t too handsome, but it was nice to look at, he looked sweet to the eyes.
“Oh, you were talking to me?” she flushed when he chuckled at her dumb requ
