MY FAVORITE SCAR
Immediately Veronica pulled away, but not in time to stop Sasha, who was stepping out of the Land Rover and walking towards her, from seeing what had happened, nor from witnessing how she was dressed, she saw uncomfortably as she felt his glance scorch her shirt-clad body.
To her relief, Wayne’s cellphone had started to ring and he was already heading for his car, his back towards her as he talked in a low voice into the phone. As Sasha’s long-legged, determined stride brought him closer to her door, she could only stand and watch.
‘Sasha!’ she exclaimed weakly when he reached her. ‘What a surprise. I didn’t know... I didn’t expect...’
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