Anelisa

I let out a wry smile as it seemed he was done and just stepped a bit away from me.

I touched my hair, swirled gently to look at him, and when our eyes met, there was a silent understanding passing between us.

I touched my hair, and with a soft voice I said;

"I love it"

He lowered his gaze, totally dumbfounded.

"How do I look now?" I asked as he slowly lifted his head, and then furrowed his brows.

"It suits you," he said, his voice low. The atmosphere of the market wraps is intimate and ...