My eyes widened and my first instinct was to reject it. Having just got out of the shower, my hair was wet and my face make-up free. I didn't want him to see me this way but then I remembered that he'd already seen the picture I - well, Zach - had sent him. So I accepted it. It can't have put him off that much since he was still talking to me.
It took a moment for the call to connect and I bit my lip harder.
And then there he is, looking just like he did in his photo. Which proves that he'd definitely just taken it moments before, and it was definitely him. I felt guilty for doubting him.
"Wow." His full lips twisted into a big smile. "Hey there, beautiful."
My butterflies were back with vengeance and I grinned back so hard my cheeks hurt. "Hey, handsome." I knew I was blushing but I
