Chapter 30 – His Types

*** Saïda's POV: "Wow. Since you say she's nice, I do hope they get along quite well." my father told me that evening after I'd told him about Allison. "Me too. Can't wait for him to come back and tell us how it went." "I wonder what she looks like. Asahd is very sophisticated." Dad mused and I laughed. "Oh, she's nothing like his exes. She's so simple compared to them. She's as simple as I am." "Are you serious?" he asked in disbelief and with wide eyes, making me laugh. "Yes." "It's hard to believe. I have to see her first." he chuckled. Just then, someone unlocked the door from outside and Asahd stepped in. I almost jumped out of my seat but luckily, some force held me down. That would've been awkward as hell. It amused me how impatient I was to hear how his date went. "Hello in here." he smiled and closed the door behind him. We replied and smiled. "I want to hear details." my father said before I could, surprising us and making us laugh. "It went great. Guess I have a