Flawed
Krismnovamom said it's my turnmom come pick me up
he whispered barely loud enough for me to hear, and he sauntered away.
I looked at him as he walked away, black jeans that hung low, just tight enough where you could see his leg muscles. A dark blue t-shirt showcased his ridiculous arms, I’d almost say they were bulging… his olive skin was flawless, and he rocked a five o’clock shadow, his dark hair fell in waves just past his ears.
“What was Sebastian doing over here?” the sound of Laura’s voice snapped me out of my trance.
“I ran into him the other day in the shower.”