While waiting, he’d slipped one hand into the pocket of his jeans and extracted his phone. He stood, frozen, as if waging war with himself. Instead of checking messages, he shoved the device back into his pocket, and steeled his spine.Nice. Impressed by his willpower, she started snapping photos.
Click-click-click-click-click.
Not only did he ooze sex appeal, his rugged confidence shone through.He’s a beautiful man.
A family walked into the frame, their laughter capturing his attention. The couple, with a toddler perched on the man’s shoulders, stopped so the little boy could show Zander something in his tiny hands. When Zander graced her viewfinder with a smile, she zoomed in on his face. The man said something and Zander laughed.
Click-click-click-click.
Her heart swelled. That was the first time she’d heard him belly laugh. The couple chatted with Zander another moment before continuing on. When the little boy waved, glorious rays of sunlight illuminated Zander’s face. But it was the unmistakable longing in his eyes that tugged at her.
Zander King might be an uptight suit, but beneath that protective armor was a man of flesh and blood…and heart.
Hers melted.
