No 1 Mister Perfect Mga Nobela at Kwento

Maria leaned in with a conspiratorial grin. “Sixty degrees to your right,” I said, tilting my head subtly in his direction. “The one who can’t seem to stop staring at me.” I described and Maria’s gaze swept the room, trying to find the person I was referring to and when her eyes landed on him, she let out a low whistle. “Wow! That one’s a dark horse.” “Yeah, I know.” “But he really do seems like one’s trouble wrapped in a perfectly tailored suit. Not him though but all this pimp who is all sending winks at him.” Maria said.

Song for the chapter : Perfectly Imperfect by Ada. *********** ~Kunmi~ It was Aminah parent's anniversary and I was supposed to be dressing up for the party but I just couldn't bring myself to stand up from my bed and get dressed. Aminah had sent their address immediately after our conversation on Thursday and she had even sent a reminder this morning.