At 11am on the dot there was a knock at my door.
I opened it to the god of a man named Killian with the smile that could get a girl pregnant, it was that good.
He was wearing a simple white t-shirt today that was a bit loose but didn’t really hide the glorious chest underneath. Long cargo shorts that went to just below his knees kept his look casual but what surprised me, were the thongs or flip flops as they call them over here. Didn't expect a man like him to wear thongs!
Damn I forgot how tall he was.... and in thongs!
“Good morning!” I finally collected myself to talk.
His smile somehow grew bigger before he stepped in, running his hand down my cheek before stopping at the back of my neck. He gently angled my head back before giving me a peck on the lips.
Oh, yeah very good mo
