Aria was surprised and turned to him as she heard him, "My grandfather doesn't appreciate anybody so easily. So I had gone to your class but you were beating Rian so I had left thinking you were just a rich spoiled hooligan heiress."
He had seen her back and left thinking she must have changed and lost her innocence and her smiles he had liked.
Aria giggled before asking, "Do you think we would have had a chance if you hadn't seen me like that?"
Alan hummed again which left Aria too curious. "How?"
He kissed on her lips and responded, "I remember you when you were eight because I liked your smiles. If you were rolly polly seven years back I would have still liked your smile."
Aria really felt warm knowing her appearance didn't matter to him and he loves her in every shape.
She went on top of him and kissed him deeply before both lost control in each other's love...
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