"Hello?" called a deep voice that definitely wasn't Clayton's. "Is someone here?"
Sage stepped out of the bedroom cautiously. Standing in the entryway was a tall, imposing man in an expensive overcoat dusted with snow. Dark hair with distinguished touches of silver at the temples, piercing blue eyes, and features that reminded her of Clayton, but more refined, more authoritative than her ex's boyish good looks. The man exuded power and s*x appeal in a way Clayton could only dream of matching.
"Who are you?" Sage demanded, though she had a sinking feeling she knew exactly who this was.
The man regarded her with equal surprise, his gaze briefly taking in her petite figure in the emerald dress before returning to her face. "I'm Hugh Sawyer. This is my nephew's apartment." He studied her fo
