Straight to the point
"Yes, I want to apologize for being late. It's not an excuse, but I had to ask for permission from my job and..." She trailed off as she realized she was rambling.
"Please, sit down. Would you like some coffee? Tea?" He asked in a nervous tone.
"Water, please," she pleaded, having run too much.
"You can get comfortable on the couch, and we'll move to the table later."
Gisela nodded, walked in that direction, and elegantly sat down on the cushioned couch, crossing her legs. The silky red fabric rose a little, offering Adal a good view of her smooth, athletic legs, or at least that's what her body showed to any pair of eyes trying to delight in them.
"Snacks?" He asked politely, trying to be cordial.
"No, thank you," she shook her head.
"Are you s
