GENELIA
"Coffee?"
Maybe he was going fast with it or maybe I was, but clearly what a gentleman. I felt the whoosh of his body against mine. The way our shoulders leaned towards as each other.
Six feet, lean, huge shoulders and biceps that flexed through his white T, leaking in sweat and sebum. A shirt hung on a perfectly made torso, and a shorts that showed more of his thighs and perfectly made calves. He resembled a sportsperson or maybe quite a physically fit adult, let's say.
Brown eyes, dark locks of hair hanging to almost fall through his neck, which were held in a ponytail? Wow, ok it was. And a long bridge of a nose with thick lips that kept smashing in pouts and grins.
A man of refined good looks.
"Yeah why not?"
I had ambushed this opportunity to have a good talk with a g
