En cours de chargement...
I yelp when I see Colin Mann. My heartbeat quickens, which tends to happen when I'm surprised?-?and when I'm in Colin's presence. With his messy salt and pepper hair, smoldering violet eyes, and defined jawline, I find him beyond sexy, which is a tiny bit awkward as he's one of my father's closest friends."Mr. Mann, what are you doing here?" I ask, hoping my face isn't as red as a tomato. He caught me singing Hannah Montana, and he caught me singing it very badly."I own this plane, " he says.
My eyes jump out of their sockets. WORD COUNT: 2, 500 A naughty short story about a young woman and her dad's best friend!