AN INTENTED VISIT

I could feel him smirk over me.

"You finally remembered my name, or you finally found the vigour to call my name.

Which of them?, Màdmôíséllè", he asked.

I felt like I would turn to molten lava when he called me, "màdmôíséllè", I did not even know what to say, if I should reply him or if.....

I just did not know my way out of his sensuous torment and husky torture.

***COLTON'S POV***

After the young guy had left, I was so tired that I had to sit on the bar stool to rest a little while.

After some minutes, I was jolted out from my...