Engrossed in assessing the work, Jalal failed perceiving the sound of footsteps till they resonated right behind him. By the time his reflexes alerted, his carved frame was massively locked between two arms while a soft body fanatically embraced his back. "Damn it", highly irritated, he angrily tilted his head to see the intruder. To his raged eyes, it took a moment to discern whom the head that rested on back of his shoulder belonged to. "Jo..." he glared jolted - her presence at that place, that time, that way was beyond his imagination.
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