Chapter 98: Don't Be Afraid, I'm Here!

"Uh, sorry." I said awkwardly, treading carefully, knowing I shouldn't push my luck. Nevaeh Yale was a sensitive woman; too bold a move and she would only drift further away from me. "It's okay." Nevaeh smiled, her face perfectly poised. Looking at Nevaeh’s delicate features, I nodded slightly. Austin Warth once said that women in their thirties have the appetite of a wolf, and in their forties, like a tiger. Women like Nevaeh, in their thirties, yearned for men, despite her reserved demeanor;...