Lyss didn’t know what to say. This really gorgeous man she’d never dreamed would need a date was holding her hand and calling her beautiful.
Most of her exes weren’t bad looking, but hunk-man gave them a kick in the balls on the sexiness Richter scale.
“Hang on a second.” She glanced around between the trees, searching for a camera crew. “Am I being Punk’d? Because that’d be some real cruel s**t but I wouldn’t put it past my mother.”
“What?” Gray asked.
“Look. It’s not every day I get a man that looks like you telling me he is looking for a long-term relationship and thinks I’m beautiful. So yes, I’m questioning it. To be completely honest, I’m wondering if you’re high, being real or joking.”
His lips lifted in a grin. Lord almighty what a smile. His eyes shone with laughter. The prev
