Chapter 31 Who Is This Mystery Man?

"Why the heck is she texting me?" Mark asks himself as his eyes roll through his phone. He just shrugs it off and shoves the phone in his pocket. "Who is it?" Alison inquired with her eyes wide open. "Honey, don't bother yourself about it. It is just someone I do business with," Mark utters as he situates his palm on her shoulders. His gaze remains fixed on her, as he is as always captivated by her enchanted beauty—her beauty like that of a sunflower. He leans in to press his lips against hers in a gentle and affectionate kiss. The kiss is so slow and so powerful. However, just as the sweet moment begins to unfold, the jarring sound of his phone interrupts their intimate embrace. Their lips connect in an embrace of passion right before their intimate moment is abruptly interrupted by the jarring sound of the ringtone. The unpleasant tone pierces through the air as it shatters the tender bubble of affection they both created. Alison's hearts sink in disappointment as the passiona