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Just like the previous day, Shawn knocks on Neriah’s door at exactly seven forty-five a.m. and she opens it before smiling brightly at him. She’s wearing black skinny jeans and a white T-shirt. Her thick curly hair is packed into a neat bun and there’s a little trace of make-up on her face. She has always been pleasant and mind-blowing with her looks and beholding it makes his day even better.

“Good morning, Mr Ola,” she greets, pulling closer to him. He’s wearing a strong, but real nice Cologne and all she wants to do is bury her face in his chest and leave it there.

“Good morning, princess.” He says before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to himself. “Did you sleep well?”

She bites her lips and nod still smiling brightly at him, “Did you?”

“Hmm, of course I did.” He takes her lips between his for a deep and sensual morning kiss. “It was the best because I dreamt of you.”

Her eyes spark with excitement. “Really? What was I doing?”

He wraps his arms around her w