Chapter fifteen

Writer's POV

The next day, she saw him outside the restaurant, as if he was waiting for someone. He was looking really cute in black sweatshirt, grey yoga pants, and black boots. Plus he had his guitar on it's bag, at his bag. He shoved a lollipop into his mouth, then wore a cap on. Before offering her a smile with the sweet in his mouth.

She smiled back at him, because he looked really cute and childish at the same time. Then the tattoos that were visible on his arms made everything hot.

It was the first time in her twenty-four years of age, that she was admiring a white boy. Although she had been in London for six years, and had been around whites. But she hadn't been attracted to a white boy before. She preferred the dark skinned guys. According to her, they were more comfortable to be around. She felt safer dating black men. But then, everything had changed when she met Dave. Right from the previous day, when he had