TREASURED PAST FRIENDS

“We’re ready to land, sir,” Antoine said as soon as the field was cleared and the tall, muscular, handsome, dark brown-haired, and clean-cut man, who, in another place and circumstances would have passed as a model, confirmed with a sign to the pilot that everybody was safely waiting inside the house.

“Then, let’s, my friend. Although this kind of entrance is far from the surprise I would have liked,” Another tall, handsome, muscular male, but this one lightly bearded and with dark blond hair, who was inside the helicopter said to his pilot-slash-bodyguard.

“Don’t worry, handsome. She might notice that you’re here, but I’m sure she has no idea about me,” his wife gave him a knowing smirk that immediately let him know she was up for the mission, and not taking a ‘no’ for an answer.

He could easily get excited because of his mate’s show of determination, and the way in which whatever she would focus on she would get. It was a mental turn-on for him and somehow, she knew that well.

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