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We turn in unison to look at this perfectly shaved gentle man with his super sewed suit. And now I’m shy because he almost withneesed us kissing.
“Mr Carter , nice to see you again.” He stretch his hands out politely to take Gray’s.
“Welcome milady.” He directs his greetings to me as I smile.
“Thank you Desmond.” Gray says as we follow this man behind. His hands not leaving mine.
I stare at this place and it’s beautiful and quiet. The street lights illuminated the outdoor as people pair along , laughing and talking. It’s like there’s a carnival today. I glance at the stores at the right and it’s transparent glass . Pizzeria huh , hmm.
“You’re okay ?” Gray whispers giving my hand a gentle squeeze.
“Yeah.” I gulp at the foreign feeling at the contact of our hands as I tried to sneak out of his grip. He was stronger and refused to give in.