Chapter 8

Danielle's POV

I disliked the man immediately.

We went back home without saying anything to each other. I poured myself a cup of coffee with three brown sugar cubes. I rested on my table and looked at Clara who was still smiling at whatever ludicrous thought she was having.

I arched a tawny brow. "When would it stop?"

"Huh?"

"What has gotten into you? Did the man put some sort of charm in your eyes? You haven't been normal Clara. He looks way older than you are, I hope you know that. I can't even recognize you anymore."

"It's love at first sight D. Did you see his shoulders? His firm jaw. Underneath those clothes, I'm sure there are some jaw-dropping muscles. He's tall and he smells nice. He has beautiful choices of words and he knows how to approach. Damn! Let's stroll out again."

"Hell no. Argh. Whatever." I turned to drink my coffee and fought the anger simmering inside me. It's a good thing she found someone in her life. Humph, I shouldn't let Davis get into my head. She was