Confused, Patricia responded, "Ermm, yes. And you are?" She had no idea who he was. She didn't recall ever meeting a man like him. He looked like a younger version of Roman but far more approachable.
From his appearance alone, one could tell he was a gentleman. He wore a black suit and matching tie, both of which accentuated his natural charm. His dark brown hair softened his overall look, and the energy he exuded felt effortlessly compelling.
Zara, on the other hand, had only one goal in mind. Her eyes were glued to the part she needed on her bed. He looked like a virgin, but that didn't discourage her in the slightest. In fact, the idea of being the one to take his innocence was more enticing to her than the act itself. Her gaze dropped to his torso, and when she noticed the bulge in his pants, she swallowed hard, her skin prickling with desire. Now that was her type of man, she liked them big.
