Marissa peeked a little around his athletic and brooding figure to have a look. The ladies standing there now had a look of envy in their gazes.
Stop looking at my man! She warned them with a glare.
"Excuse me" A girl in her early twenties approached her with a friendly smile.
"Yes," Marissa nodded at her good naturedly.
"I'm new here and I would love to know you," Marissa shrugged not knowing what to say. She always spent her life in a cocoon and never let anyone befriend her or come close to her.
"I'm sorry, as you can see, I have a lot on my hands. My kids are already busy in another corner of the store."
The girl didn't seem to mind, "Sure. I have got a boy and I know how kids give tough times to their parents," she said looking behind Marissa.
"Who is he?"
Marissa didn't like it when she saw how the girl was looking at Rafael. As if she wanted to eat him. She had the audacity of licking her lips as if Rafael was pressed between them.
"A friend!"
"Her husband!"
