Victor glanced at Mia from top to bottom. She stood there with a scowl wearing his clothes; his oversized clothes are doing no good for her. She looked at him with anger but he was busy staring at her. He took steps towards her without blinking.
Standing exactly a few inches away from her, he eyes her face which looked so good and pure, water droplets from her damp hair landed on his hand. Victor felt an uncontrollable urge to savor her trembling lips. He looked lost in her eyes.
"Oh Hello, Mr." Mia snapped across his face.
Victor who was in some kind of trance was brought back to earth by her screams.
"Sorry, what?" Victor questioned.
"What is wrong with you?" Mia questioned him.
"I think, I should be the one putting forth that question," Victor snapped back.
"And why do you think so?" Mia screamed.
