e your vehicle, remember?" Laughing a bit at their reaction, he smiled and rubbed his nose.
"A flower bouquet? He also has a date! Come, quick, give mummy a hug."
Before he could react, her squishy big melons pressed hard against him.
8:29 pm. Briarston Estate…
"Number 55, there you are."
After a quick check by the security, Miles drove a beautiful, sleek, luxurious SUV across the big, well-lit neighborhood, pulling to a smooth stop as he arrived at house No. 55.
"Man, why the fuck do I feel a bit nervous?" Seeing his hands a little bit sweaty, Miles smiled and rubbed them off, picked up the flower bouquet, and coolly got down from the car with composed strides as he walked towards the door with anticipation.
Knock knock.
Hitting the door twice with his knuckles, he stepped back a bit and glanced at his watch. Six seconds to 8:30.
'Phew.'
Click!
