*Saige*
I look around the room after Milo has left me alone to explore, it is light and feminine, the balcony doors open to let in a light breeze and the scent of the ocean and exotic flowers.
“What am I to do with this man ?” I look at myself in the mirror with a deep sigh.
It is like my reflection judges me. What would a sane woman do with a hot, sexy, rich and very sweet younger man, who offers to treat her like a queen ?
But honestly I still have a hard time believing he is serious … no scratch that … not that he is serious, but that he will remain serious, that he won’t realise in a month or a year or five years that he prefers one of those skinny and perky eighteen year olds he can no doubt get.
He had told me to change into swimwear, telling me that there are several options to
