Chapter 49
- My face falls at the sight of her. She’s wearing a red wrap around dress with her hair down and full. She may just be the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.
- “Miss Brielle.” I gesture to my parents. “This is my mother, Frances, and my father, Joseph.” “Hello.” She smiles warmly as she kisses them both on the cheek.
- My fathers' eyes meet mine in a ‘holy shit, son, this woman is hot' way, and I smirk.