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She turned her green eyes up at thatnext to her was a , angular jaw and a neatly trimmed beard His short brown hair had been styled and combed back with some type of mousse While his outfit didn’t scream wealth, a shiny silver Rolex around his wrist hinted at his success Georgia wondered if it was real, or one of those knock-offs people sold outside shady gas stations

There was so that she just couldn’t put her finger on Brown eyes crinkled with the hint of a s wet linen napkin to the hostess behind him

“I think we’ll take two lasses of water,” he told her with a smile before she nodded and walked away

“I’ her face She slid back into the booth and willed herself not to do anything else e for the next hour “I’m a klutz when I’m nervous”

“It’s okay No har her face as he took the opposite seat “I’ve been looking forward toyou, Sweet Daisy Jane”

Her lips curled into a tiny sernail polish “You too, Metal Man I can’t believe we’re actually doing this”

“Me, neither” He cocked his head to one side, a teasing glint in his eyes “Although I have to ad your face Any chance you lasses off now that you’re indoors?”

She’d beco that she hadn’t re them off her face, she tucked her curly hair behind her ears and gave him a sheepish smile “Better?”

He didn’t answer Instead, he stared at her until a warut and she looked away in embarrassment

“My naia,” she said quietly “I suppose we can use real names now that we’ve seen each other’s faces”

“Alaric,” he answered, clearing his throat and finally tearing his gaze away from her

Panic alarms went off inside of her She looked up at hiether

“Not, Alaric Hammond?” she asked in a strained voice

His brow furrowed and he tilted his head to one side with an arin “Yes How did you know?”

Of course, she should’ve known the firstice to make the connection Alaric Haol