I turned my gaze towards the stairs to see Donnie. How on earth is this man still in the house? I thought he had rushed out to the office. With the way, he pays attention to his clock and office duties, seeing him walking down the stairs amazed me after he told me he was going to the office and said bye.
His movement changed and he started running down the staircase. He was dressed in his causal white long-sleeve shirt neatly buttoned from the top and black pants that expose the muscular texture of his thigh. My eyes ran through him like a scan. I like that all his shirts have numerous fitted button alignments that enabled his clothes to fit his fine muscular physique. Donnie carried on his arm a black coat that was nothing less than elegance and class.
I recognized his cheeks turning
