She nods rapidly as I close the door.
“Good morning, Louisa.”Brad smiles charmingly.“Today’s the day, hopefully.Let’s get you in the chair and maybe get these things off.”
Louisa blushes.I get it—he’s a mix of Ryan Gosling and Henry Cavill.
Although he’s a penultimate professional who never crosses the line, I have no doubt he’s aware of the attention he gets.
Even young girls like Louisa.
“That would be amazing.”She climbs up onto the chair.
I resist tugging her short dress down and promise myself, when I have a daughter, she will never wear anything above the knee.
When I spot Brad noticing, I remind myself that he might be a dad, a husband and a dentist, but he’s also a man.
Then again...Louise is a child.
As Brad starts work, my mind drifts to the weekend, and for the umpteenth time I wonder why Jake never pursued a conversation with me at the wedding.I said no, and he accepted my response.
I am disappointed.
Then again, I should have expected it.
Men like him have commitment issues, and I need to forget him.
And stop dreaming about him.
CHAPTER SEVEN
JAKE
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Climbing out of thetopless Jeep, I slide my sunglasses over my eyes and adjust my cap while waiting for Liam to meet me on the sidewalk.He pockets the keys, and we take off.
My outfit has changed since this morning.
