Vaughn went to pick up the washed clothes and sheets. At least, he had an excuse to see Shaina again. He could not contain himself when he saw her. He had to wait for his turn though, as she had another customer to face, before him. Paola was also in the same situation, but it was more intense. The customer claimed she lost a pair of black jeans.
“But that’s impossible, ma’am. We always double check your things before they’re wrapped in a plastic,” Paola defended herself, for she was the one that did the laundry.
When Shaina’s customer left, he greeted her. She smiled back at him, showing her seductive dimples. Like any other times, his heart violently nudged his rib cage. He could hear the sound of his own heartbeat in his ears, thundering. Her now familiar talc and baby scent assailed
