Asha
No one answers my prayers. Everyone is late. They show up at least fifteen minutes past the time they are supposed to come. Max’s friends show up even later. It seems like no one in the universe wants to give me a break. I get stuck talking with this gorgeous man. Damn he is so f*****g hot!
I don’t know how I manage to survive max for another forty-five minutes. He, luckily, had some mercy on me. And just like the time he caught me totally checking out his half naked body, he continued the conversation like it never happened. I stay shut because I can’t trust my mouth to say anything anymore. I once in a while respond to something he asks. I try my best to keep my voice neutral. Hopefully he can't see what an effect his simple words and gestures have on me.
I listen to him
