I was meant to be yours all along even before we met
~Michael Bliss~
Mia
"I was in a cafe in London the day I flew from Rome. The taxi driver told me it had the best pancakes, so he offered to drop me there," I began, leaning on my seat with my feet next to him. He pulled them on his lap, handing me a glass of red wine while he took whiskey on ice. I loved how cozy it was, the ambiance, the privacy, and the hand he placed on my leg. I paused for a second to take a sip while I watched him over my glass.
"Then?." He pressed.
I chuckled, flipping my hair playfully. "I was inquiring about the cheapest motel from the waitress when this young guy in black torn jeans and five earrings on each ear stood by my table, placed his business card next to my bill and said he was a ph
