"f**k…" Devon spoke under his breath as he rose from the table within the center of the restaurant to note his date for the evening. He was blown away how her appearance had gone from timid country girl to playboy bunny in a matter of minutes as she no longer wore her battered heart on her lack of sleeves. Instead, she came to him in the lustful attempt to remind him of what he would never have again as she knew better than to allow him the benefit of the doubt.
His eyes took stock in the gentle wave made up of her hair and the sharp makeup only accentuating her already stunning features. But it was the way the merlot dress hugged her torso and drifted in an effortless cascade from her hips that would bring his nerves forward. She had reminded this amnesiac that she held the type of beau
