I was dying to see her face.
When I entered the house. She wasn’t in the room. I asked Donna where is she.
“In kitchen.” She said smilingly while putting the flowers in the vase.
When I entered the kitchen she was near the counter focusing on kneading the dough.. Her hair wrapped in a messy bun.
Damn. She looks hot. I smiled to myself.
I walked to her. I hugged her from behind.
She flinched and turned around.
“God… you startled me.”
She was about to push me away when she realized hands are covered in dough.
“Can you please… move aside a little? I’m trying to kneed it.” She said while I locked her inside my both arms on the counter.
Damn.. Those brown eyes are driving me insane.
“Did you missed me?” I ask as I move a little closer to her.
YOU ARE READING
His Stolen Love
RomanceThe way he loved her was relentless and unconditionally but how can she forget his love so easily and be with someone else?
