Mommy, please, help Sandry
Oh, my God!
He is here.
He came.
He stood there like a fallen angel. His eyes landed on the sign posted on the glass door.
How did he find out I lied?
He had a scruff and looked rugged. I meant, he was still handsome though, with disheveled hair, dark circles under his eyes. His crumpled clothes like he had been sleeping on it for days, but I still wanted to jump on him right now. Get a grip, Blaine.
My heart leaped in my chest and my skin instantly tingled in anticipation of his kiss, his touch, and him inside me. Crap!
Holy crap!
The door swung open and chimed. He walked inside, then stopped and roamed his bluer eyes around like searching for something. Or maybe for someone.
I froze in my place, knees weakened to his presence. My hand gripped the coun
