A man with a mission (4)
When they reached upstairs in front of his bedroom. Stefan turned to her, his handsome face was grinning.
"I have something for you."
He said then opened the door and entered the room. Wirata had to pause with stunned expression when she looked in front of her. The pots of roses were lined up around the room.
"Oh ..." She exclaimed. The fragrance of roses filled up the atmosphere.
"You said you didn't like the flowers being cut from its bush. So here they are. No cutting."
The cheerful voice said and came to embrace her from behind.
Wirata was excited and overwhelming with his kindness. She walked to the nearest pot and bent down to smell a rose. Her hips were touched to his middle strength.
"Ooh, Don't move, Wine, carry on sniffing. Ohhh, I like the way you are bending down right now."
The husky voice said. The big hands firmly held at her small waist and rubbed his middle on her hips. Wirata turned to look at the cheeky man.