"Refill this, please." Blake poured him another glass of red wine. "Would anyone else like more? Matìas?" Her fathers gaze switched over to the Hispanic man at the end of the table. "Ah... so his name was Matìas..." she thought to herself. looked up as if he had been unaware he was anywhere but in his own little world. His gaze was dark. Hidden. As if he had so much to tell but never would. He ran a hand through his dark curly hair, and held out his glass. "Yes please." Blake quickly walked over to him careful to keep her head low as she refilled his glass. "Look up at me" He stated in a low voice. Deep and hoarse, but yet so... beautiful. She looked up at him but kept her gaze strong not letting him in. She always kept things with her dads acquaintances strictly business. Even if they were severely attractive. She sat the wine bottle on the table and held out her hand. "Blake Anderson" He took her hand and softly kissed it. "Matìas Rafael François" She blushed a bit as his lips met her hand but she quickly drew her hand away.Tüm hakları saklıdır
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