Coquelles, Tunnel Construction SiteMatt waved acknowledging he’d seen Gaston pulling up outside the hotel’s front entrance.
“Bonjour Gaston.”
“Bonjour Monsieur Jensen, let me take care of your luggage.”
Matt got in and was greeted by Lisette sitting on the other side of the rear seat. Her thick black hair clipped back from her face. She was wearing black tight-fitting jeans, with an orange cotton blouse that hugged her curvaceous figure.
“Did you sleep well Matt?”
Matt took a few seconds to register her question “Like a baby,” lied Matt. He had laid awake most of the night thinking about her and the wonderful evening they had spent together. Been a very long time since I’ve enjoyed a beautiful women’s company, thought Matt. He shivered, come on get a grip, he murmured to himself.
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