Fifteen minutes later, Vanessa's doorbell sounded. She sighed, knowing it was Nicklaus. The doorbell rang twice more before she could answer it. She looked through the peephole and confirmed it was him before opening the door.
Nicklaus walked past her. He was dressed in a black suit that definitely cost more than her apartment rent. Meeting him again, she could see why people deferred to him. Nicklaus was tall, his shoulders were broad, and he oozed enough confidence for a dozen men. Vanessa suspected he was the type who would take charge regardless of the situation. Despite the sharp edges of his face, Vanessa had to admit there was something sensual about the shape of his mouth. His thick black eyelashes gave his gray eyes a s****l cast.
And there she went again, drooling over his app
