Ronnie Radke Height Novels & Stories

"I'm glad to see that you're all healed up." "Thank you," Rayne spoke in a tone that concealed her nervousness and I liked that. I did not want her to be intimidated by anyone. I wanted my lady to be strong. We sat down and a little while later, the door of the meeting room opened after we heard a slight knock. A lady in her early thirties walked inside. She had long dark brown hair, bronze skin, and hazel eyes. 'A Middle Eastern beauty,' I read Rayne's thoughts. I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers.

She smiled back, and meeting her husband's eyes, she said, "I think he's pretty special." Ron was pretty sure that Reggie likely used that opening with all of his new clients, but it was still pretty smooth. He was developing a very quick liking for Reggie. At six foot he was two inches taller than Ron, and six taller than Val. Even with all his clothes on, Ron could tell he was well built. Of course, being ten years younger, and probably having his days free to work out, no doubt helped that. And in his line of work, he was certainly motivated to stay in shape.