His walking out from the shadowed place made me almost gasp in surprise; this guy looks dope enough.
With his chiseled jaw, green eyes that swirls with almost the same golden I see on Meka's eyes.
His blonde hair was cut to a normal size unlike Meka( why do I keep bringing up his name? he must have spat something into my mouth).
His shirt too tight on his muscles body ( you know how muscular a person just by looking at them. His abs are too awesome to be hidden) it should be considered illegal for business.
His trousers were cut to perfection; I won't doubt it if they're tailored. The tailor made it seem the material is clinging on him; afraid to let go.
"Like what you see?", h chuckles as he stalks closer to my retreating self.
"Sir I", I swallowed, what have my mouth gone completel
