MY BODYGUARD
I lean onto the window frame, watching my car parked in the same place we did yesterday.
And suddenly Red appears into view, taking my breath away. He is with an old man, who seems to be the mechanic judging from his direct gaze toward the car. They are talking while at it.
I blush right away, watching Red as he takes his phone and shows the old man something from it. I wonder what they're doing, but I'm pretty sure it has everything to do with the repair.
My phone buzzes out of the blue and I'm inclined to abandon the pleasure of ogling my bodyguard. Frowning, I follow the sound until I find my mobile. My smile fades instantly at the caller's ID.