IDRIS
“How long have you been waiting?” I ask, breaking the kiss.
He smiles to avoid answering, “I know how busy you are. Why are you waiting for me for more than forty-five minutes.” I ask.
“None of it was more important than you, You are my first priority.” He kisses the back of my hand. “It is worth waiting for an hour,” He says looking at my eyes. “You are staying late alone?” He asks.
“No, Watchman is there,” I say
He opened his mouth, but I stopped him, “Come, we have less time before we go to the airport, And we have a lot of things to do,” I flirt.
“Yes, we have a lot. But what are you hiding from me?” He caught me.
I laugh, “What can I possibly hide from you,” I trace my fingers on his cheekbone.
“I know you are hiding something. I just wish it would be a happy surpri
