Her smile widened. “Yes, have a seat.”
She watched as he sat down and noticed his outfit
complemented his physique just as it had the day before. He definitely looked good in a pair of cutoff jeans and a T- shirt that said Firefighters Are Hot.
“So what are you having this morning?” he asked, glancing over at her plate.
“Buffet. And everything is delicious.”
He nodded. “Umm, I think I’ll try it myself.”
No sooner had he said the last word, a waiter appeared and Storm informed the man that he would be having the buffet. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he said standing.
Jayla watched as he made his way across the room to
where the buffet was set up. She couldn’t help but watch
him. She knew there was no way she could feel guilty about being drawn to him, since she had always been attracted to him. And at least she wasn’t the only one, she thought,
glancing around and seeing that a number of admiring
women had turned to check him out. However, it appeared he was more interested in filling his plate than in all the
attention he was getting.
Jayla blinked when she suddenly realized something.
Storm’s features were identical to those she had requested
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