Drake's POV
“This looks alright. Just touch up a few things and we're good to go…” I looked up to notice that the manager I was speaking to was distracted. His gaze was on something entirely different.
I was about to call him out on it but I noticed that he was not the only one hypnotized. Even the female workers looked in the same direction his eyes were facing and my curiosity got spiked.
I shifted my gaze to the same position everyone else's gaze was fixed and my eyes widened like I’d just seen an angel fall out of the sky.
What was this beauty?
It was Charlotte. She was dressed in a red dress. It was supposed to be a work dress because of its classy features but she made it sinful to be dressed in a red body hug dress.
Her shape was accentuated by the dress, her waist — so slim, perfect for a mother of one. If you weren't told, you wouldn't know she has a kid.
Her stiletto heels did all the talking there was and her skin worked hand in hand with the morning sun to blind our eyes
