I had to stand up from the bed, take a small stroll around the room and sit right back in my place before I could look at Mia again.
This entire exercise was all aimed to get a fresh look at her face. As the one who applied all the beautification products on her, I lacked this breaking stage. I lacked this before and after a moment when I could compare.
"You are really going to get me killed," I muttered as I sat on the bed and stared down at Mia's face.
Her cheeks turned red as she lowered her eyes bashfully.
"What do you mean?" she faltered in a tiny voice.
"You are just too beautiful for my heart to handle," I replied, cringing down at this kind of repeatable compliment. The only thing that eased the pain on my soul caused by my cringe was how it was actually the honest expression of my thoughts.
"Anyway," I bit my lips to regain my composure and turned my head back to the Madam. "That's the product I can sell you the recipe for," I informed, nodding my head.
