Book 4: Thirty two

Sasha opened the door to the man standing outside dressed in a black blazer and white polo underneath and blank pants. He looked so different from the always in suit businessman she has come to know and she couldn’t not notice how handsome he looked.

Michael was struck by the beauty of the lady in white in front of him; the gown she was wearing was among the recent things he bought for her during the time he got something for the kids. Never in his life had he imagined that she would wear anything from there anytime soon. Her hair was up in a high ponytail with few tendrils dropping at her cheeks, she smiled at his perusal, slowly biting her lower lip. “Wow,” was all he could say.

“Wow what?” Sasha asked, feeling all giddy inside. This wasn’t the first time Michael was taking her out to eat but it was the first time he was picking her up to go on a date. She had sent the kids and Hannah to her mother’s place because she has been complaining that they don’t spend time with her enough t