Vivian’s angry steps slowed when her eyes landed on Oscar. He was dressed in a black T-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and black Nike sneakers.
His casual outfit made him look younger and even more attractive than usual. Vivian felt her pulse quicken in response to him. She might be mad at Oscar, but she wasn’t blind to his s*x appeal.
It was like an aura that followed him everywhere he went, and she couldn’t ignore it. It was way too potent to ignore!
“What are you doing here?” she managed to ask while her pulse continued to race. She hoped her voice sounded angry enough to mask her desire.
Oscar looked embarrassed. “I… um – you know… I came to see you,” he said.
“Why?” She snapped. Her confidence had returned with full force.
He sighed. “Can we go inside and talk?”
Vivian hesitated
