"What sort of ladies, do you date? "Ladies like you ".

Samantha's POV.

As soon as my daughter called his name, and I turned to look at him, I could tell that I wanted to see more of him everyday. I really do not know why I feel that way, even my own feelings scares me.

Then he came close and all I could do was to show off my skin. I wanted him to see me differently, I wanted him to see me as someone, who could still pass for a young girl. My daughter was looking at him and smiling, he was also looking at her, but not at me, which was kind of annoying in a way, I wanted so much to get his attention, so when he said he would pay me for teaching my own daughter, I screamed excitedly, as if I needed the money for anything, but for the fact that he was looking at me that time, I was happy, and then he asked me to call my account number, and that was when everything became complete. With his eyes fixated on mine, I called out my account number. I haven't even been able to get to my phone yet, to see what he sent, but what shocked me was that,