Chloe’s POV
It took a moment for me to register exactly who was in front of me. The dark, artfully styled hair. The stubble shading his chin and chiseled jaw. Surprisingly this time he had on a tortoise shell glass that framed his face perfectly.
But it was those eyes—-ones that for some reason made my heart trip and pick up its pace as I immediately recognized his sharp, angular features.
Saying he was gorgeous was the understatement of the century.
“I didn't see you there,” I said.
His hands came around me immediately, it was pretty dark, and how I knew he was the one, was beyond me. It must have something to do with his scent.
It was the most heady thing I had ever perceived, in a long time and I couldn't help taking a deep breath whenever he was around.
I felt the change in h
