His piercing blue eyes darkened with fury, and I could tell that his annoyance grew with the conversation I overheard.
Standing next to him was a strikingly handsome young man with sandy blond hair, casually dressed in a blue polo shirt and well-fitted khakis. His hair was neatly combed and lightly gelled to perfection giving him an effortlessly polished look
Both of them were focused intently on me and a wave of self-consciousness washed over me.
“Bella is taking me to ballet class. Please come with us?” she lovingly asked running into his arms.
“Not now, princess. I have to do some work with Uncle Lucas,” he replied, his gaze still locked on me.
I made a mental note of his name, Lucas. Mia quickly escaped her father’s protective embrace and hugged Lucas, who crouched down to her le
