The Color of a Promise (The Color of Heaven Series book 11)
“He wore a black turtleneck with a brown leather jacket and jeans, and was sitting forward with his elbows on his knees, texting busily.
I watched him for a moment, feeling half in a daze, as if I had suddenly become weightless and was floating off the ground. I wasn’t sure if the reason was my fascination with him as a celebrity—or simply as a very handsome man—or if it was pure mental exhaustion.
Putting one foot in front of the other, I approached him. “Hey.”
He glanced up, slid his phone into his jacket pocket, and like a true, old-fashioned gentleman, he rose to his feet to greet me. He waited until I was seated before he sat down as well.
“Thanks for meeting me,” he said. “I’ll try not to keep you. I imagine you’re pretty busy over there.”
I shrugged. “It’s all right. With the FBI taking the lead on this, it’s not as big a deal for me to slip out for a few minutes.
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