The first thing that came into Aron’s sight as his British ultra-luxury sedan entered the driveway was a dazzling Rhea standing on the portico at a little distance from the entrance, waiting calmly under the brilliant lights, completely ignoring the appreciative glances that she was receiving from the passers-by.
Aron could tell that she had carefully chosen a dress that covered her from neck to toe just to defy his order on choosing something less matronly. ‘So this is her way to teach me a lesson for telling her what to wear?’ he wondered. He chuckled, but as the car moved closer to where she was standing Aron’s smile haltered.
He shifted in his seat uncomfortably, suddenly extremely aware of how excited he was at the very sight of the woman. His throat dried as he took in the entire
