Thankfully, Ollie decided to save me by trotting into the kitchen with his sexy saint of a foster father in tow. “Wow, Ols,” I grinned. “Fancy.” “I’m a barrister,” he explained, dressed in a designer suit, with sunglasses perched on his nose. He even had his hair slicked back like one of those corporate lawyers in the movies. “Like my dad.”
Last 3 words caught me so off guard, but in a good way. IYKYK
Ghislaine Stepanian liked this
