" Aaliyah" Devonte called
" Mr. Michel?" Aaliyah responded,a trail of embarrassment in her voice. What she was doing with him felt so right even though her mind was telling her otherwise.
" My face isn't ugly, you know. Look at me" He told her making her look up at him.
" Your innocence kills me" He said chuckling making her look away again but he caressed her cheek and forced their gazes together .
" That's one thing that draws me to you. Don't be embarrassed about it" He told her kissing her again.
There was a question bugging her since she stepped into the room but she not gotten the chance to ask so she decided to ask him before she forgot again.
" Mr. Michel?"
" Yes, little dove"
" Um, I was wondering whose room this is" Aaliyah regretted wanting to know as she saw an angry lo
