Darn he was nice to look at. He had broad masculine shoulders with a muscular chest and what appeared to be a wash board stomach. For a guy that was practically white he was pleasing to the eye, Ms Jones retorted as she was still looking through the window at Nickolas.
"See!" replied Karma.
"If I wasn't so old, I'd give you a run for your money Karma Maragh."
"Hey, not so fast, I spotted him first," she said as she laughed heartily.
"One piece of advice, move in fast and then take it slow until you get to know him well, and remember don't send any mixed messages. Don't be afraid to let him know how you feel about him. Men are alike. all it takes is one hook and they are caught, no need for a net of lies."
"Ok Ms Jones, I will take your advice."
Karma whipped off the dress and put on a pair of blue jeans that held her form and a red polo shirt.
