***Nicky's POV***
“Looks like you dropped this, beautiful.”
“Mate!” Amani howled excitedly.
I was pretty sure I’d forgotten how to breathe; I nervously swallowed the lump that formed in my throat.
“What?” I stuttered, trying to collect my thoughts as the scent of this beautiful man overwhelmed me.
Why was I out on the patio again?
This man towered over me, I wasn’t short by any means, yet he was much older than I was. He stood a little over six feet tall, with salt-and-pepper hair and matching stubble. His remarkable white smile made my heart soar. I wondered what his lips would feel like pressed against mine.
“Kiss him!” Amani howled.
I felt like my legs were melting beneath me. An invisible band pulled us together, but I couldn’t bring myself to give in. I couldn’t tear my eyes
