From the shade of his skin to his freckles and how his round glasses drew attention to them and his curly, long lashes.Īndres’ low, deep chuckle made Layla clench her thighs. Honestly, Layla didn’t know what part of his face and skin she liked most. “So tell me about yourself,” she requested, taking in his handsome side profile. She began her Samoht playlist but lowered the volume, wanting some adult conversation more than anything else. “It appears so.” Andres winked and closed the door, making her heart skip a beat.Īs they headed out of the parking lot, Andres gave her permission to link her phone to the car so she could play what she wanted to listen to. “Are you kidnapping me, sir?” she asked before he could close the door, getting a smile out of him. Once they were at his sand colored Land Rover Discovery, Andres opened the door for her and helped her inside.
I’m sure we’ll grab something on the way in when we head out.” “Are you hungry?” he checked as they headed outside of the center. There was something about the effortless calm of his presence that was a welcomed relief from what she was used to with Carlos. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, Layla had been thoroughly enjoying their time together. Standing next to him, she brushed her arm against his, inhaling a deep whiff of his scent. Placing her hand inside of his, Layla followed his lead. “You damn right.” After looking around, Andres added, “Come with me.” “Well, I planned to sit outside the door, but I figured you wouldn’t let me do that.” “You have three hours to yourself and you didn’t make any plans?” “What am I supposed to do now?”Īndres chuckled. “Whew.” Layla released a long breath, eyes never leaving Dior until the door closed behind them. He lifted his hand and she gave him a high five before hugging Layla and following behind his team without any further guidance needed. “I want you to have a good time, okay? If anyone or anything makes you uncomfortable what are you supposed to do?” “Thank you?” She looked from one to the other to make sure she was correct, making Layla chuckle. “What do you say, Dior?” Layla guided with a smile. There was also a single yellow rose in her basket, and he’d gotten Layla a bouquet of red roses. “This is what I asked for!” Dior rocked back and forth before jumping up and down as she hugged the large stuffed turtle he’d gotten her. It was her first evening at the center working with his team and they had welcomed them both in with warm, open arms. Dior’s eyes lit up at the sight of the gift basket Andres had waiting for her.
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