Brooklynn Perrish felt the weight of every eye as they continued to dart over to where David Reddington had sat down beside her. Practically on top of her, the oaf.
Even as she thought it, she regretted it. He was definitely not an oaf, and the scent of his cologne muddied her thoughts enough to mute Alecia’s voice at the front of the room. When Dave was nearby, he consumed all her mental energy.
And she really hated that.
“I came to volunteer for the Spring Fling,” he said in a whisper. “Isn’t that why you’re here?”
Yes, it was. Well, one of the reasons. Why couldn’t Ginny face the front? There was nothing to see back here in the fourth row. Nothing, if Dave didn’t count as the most eligible bachelor in town.
And to Brooklynn, he didn’t. Oh, no, he did not.
She didn’t want another r
