Valinta - Martin - Chapter 2
Chapter 2- Martin /// “I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist.” Martin pressed a mug of coffee to his lips. His small, curved mouth pursed to blow on the steaming cup- something that reminded Sirina of just what an amazing kisser he was. A tingle ran up her spine and she shuddered. Martin was even more of a sight to behold than usual in the bright morning glow. His dark, wavy hair was glossy in the sunlight, and his amber eyes gleamed even behind his small, practical glasses. He was dressed in an old, black Pendulum T-shirt and distressed, gray jeans. It made Sirina smile to think he wore these under his white coat at work. The two had met in Demitasse in Santa Monica, close to Martin’s practice. Sirina had an extra day off before their flight, and on a whim she decided to spend the day in West LA, and had offered her friend a ride to work in the process. She would be staying over at Martin’s townhome in Burbank that night so that both could arrive at the Bob Hope Airp...