CHAPTER 13: MIDNIGHT KISS

Dionnah was flustered and out of breath, feeling awkward standing there gawking at the Mountain of sexiness in front of her.

He was just standing there glaring at nothing in particular. His hands leisurely tucked into the pockets of his grey sweatpants that hugged his bow legs appreciatively. His dark silk muscle shirt was sleeveless, baring his biceps to Dionnah. Her tummy somersaulted as she marvelled at the handsome man before her. His arm tattoos hit that sweet spot between her thighs every time. It was like each moment her eyes met him; they tricked her brain into thinking it was the first time they were seeing him, causing her to forget how to breathe. But she pushed through her uneasiness and spoke. "Michael, I'm here." She chomped down on her bottom lip, trying hard not to run and tackle him to the ground and kiss him until both their mouths wither and turned into dust. She lingered for him to reply. She noticed his shoulders tensed at the sound of her voice, like he didn't e