The Chemistry
Shaila mumbled an excuse, and exited the room, leaving the door wide open for Killian.
Killian sauntered in with a sweet smile on his handsome face. He looked breathtaking. He was wearing a sleek, moist-wicking orange, basketball jersey that showed off his perfect body. His loose black shorts stopped just above his thighs, showing off his powerful, nice-looking legs. He had left his hair in a rough mess, and he looked beautiful. He was about 6’2 feet and he easily towered over her small 5’5 frame.
Mayeli gulped. What was Killian trying to do? Tempt her? How could he be just the way she wanted? Perfect in every form.
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