Taking a deep breath,
Ivy turned around. And immediately felt as though a thousand-pound hippo
stomped all that air right back out of her. The one man she’d spent weeks
trying to banish from her thoughts currently leaned, ankles crossed, on the
entrance wall to the Oceanarium, devilishly debonair in a tux. And why did her
first reaction have to be noticing how damn handsome he looked? Because Ben
Westcott—whether clothed or stark naked—was nothing if not drop-dead good
looking.
“Uh oh,” whispered
Daphne. “Isn’t that—”
Fun spot to leave things hanging -- I'll have to check out more of this one :)
ReplyDeleteSam
Uh oh indeed! Intriguing, you really left us hanging LOL - terrific six!
ReplyDeleteSounds like she's in big trouble. Great six
ReplyDeleteUh oh is right! Great tension!
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