Chapter Seven

Randall’s eye were wide open as he tried to process everything. His gaze landed on the beautiful woman long think lashes, as her eyes were closed. Her hair was dark yet against the light that was shining from a small disco bar, it looked like there were stars twinkling within the strands.

She was indeed pretty, and bold. Randall just stood there like a statue for moment before the woman’s eye slowly opened. Her light eyes were looking straight into Randall’s jet-black eyes and for some reason, it sent small thunders down his spine; and when he trailed up and down her body subtly, not that she was doing that too, he tried his best not to stare at where her fitted jean was hugging her thighs.

There lips were still connected, both were not pulling apart and staring to each others eyes. Randall was having a headache and Allysa’s heart was pounding loudly.

Allysa move pulled back and give the man a sly grin. She sniffed at the lapel of Randall’s dress shirt as she let out a small giggle, “