Catherine couldn’t take her eyes off the man walking toward her. She felt her heart race the second their eyes locked.
The owner of that deep baritone voice was none other than Travis.
She noticed several women glancing at him as they passed by. How could they not? He wasn’t just handsome. He was tall and commanding. He looked like a model hitting the runway, even in a simple white long-sleeved shirt. He really pulled it off. His muscular frame was hard to miss, especially the veins in his forearms since his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. But Travis didn’t give those other women a second look. His eyes were stayed fixed on her as if she were the only person in the room.
When Travis finally reached her, he towered over her, forcing her to look up to meet his gaze.
"What are you d
