Yasmine Al-bustami Height Novels & Stories

"My name is Zainab Alkali." I send her a glance before walking to the kitchen to get her a glass of water, she's not fasting due to health purposes. Once she has downed the whole glass, I settle into my seat and observe her. She's shorter than I am, around five feet five inches, she's very excited given away by the tapping of her feet, she looks like someone who likes books because she has on this Harry Potter shirt gown over a pair of leggings and gladiator sandals.

she said, lifting the blanket. Under the blanket, Blake wore a loose sleeping robe. His robust chest suddenly caught her eyes. Yasmin hesitated for a moment before turning her head away. Her ears had reddened. He chuckled, got up, and shifted his weight onto her. Yasmin grimaced. "Oh, God! You're so heavy." "Well, why are you so short?" he teased, glaring at her. She crinkled her nose and muttered, "I'm not short. I'm five feet six inches tall. I have a standard model figure. It's just that you're too tall."