SWEETHEART
Sarah calmly placed her bow down with a light thud and turned to look at Suman.
“5 targets, 6 bull’s eyes. I win” glaring without blinking, cutting sharp eyes dualling with his. Then, she changed in a snap to a polite, flirtatious real estate agent. Her hand on top of the other,in line with her navel and the sweetest smile on her face.
“Is there anything else Mr. Mehtra?” just as she finished, her friends stood up jumping and shouting, lighting up the whole miserable space.
The other players joined them, clapping their hands as they have witnessed a rare occasion. Mike didn’t care about Suman or anyone else anymore. He strode to her back, picked up Sarah by waist like a bag of cotton, and sp
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