MARRY ME

Bathsheba cast her sister a questionable glance and ivi was not looking at her.. she was Busy with Sandra smiling and talking..

she... she managed to say.. "A fashion designer, a model too".....

"Hmph"..

he hummed and nodded in satisfaction.. "Okay, what's the Level of your education?"

"College sir!"

she hurriedly said.. "want to forward?"

"Yes sir"..

she quickly said and he.. he raised his face she prayed he doesn't look at her..

"Okay"..

He said leisurely.. and cleared his mouth with the tissue.. stood up and pulled that talkative up to her feet.. surprised she stood up.. Sandra swallowed as she worthshiped his strength.. what if those hands straddled her... oh! dear stupid mind.. she meditated..

ivi didn't understand, but

...what makes her think his up to something.. wishing she could read him like a book when she looked up into those darkened eyes..

"I have something for you".. ivi contemplated, what could he give or show her in the presence of Many..