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“Hey,” he said as she finally answered the door, his hand poised to knock again. “I didn’t get a chance to stop, get you flowers.”
“Not just flowers.”
“Crazy daisies,” he said with his easygoing grin. “I remember.”
“Come in,” she said, stepping aside, and when he walked past her she caught the slight scent of his bodywash, the one that always drove her senses wild.
“Who else is here?”
She blinked a couple of times, surprised at his question. “No one. Why?”
“Sorry, I thought I heard you talking to someone.”
Her grin was sheepish. “Just to myself.”
She took in his appearance, in his button-down shirt with the top button undone, its color dark, its fit immaculate against his lean, muscular frame. His pants could be either business or casual, and his dark shoes stood in contrast with the tan carpeting in her living room.
“I have the pictures,” she finally said, tearing her eyes away from him, which was difficult. He was truly a beautiful man whose charisma and charm drew people in.
“Cool. Bring them with. You...damn, Trina, look at you. All grown up.”
“Look at us,” she reminded him. “You’ve grown up, too.”
She could almost see a peek of his dimple in his right cheek through his carefully sculpted stubble when he smiled that way, the way she’d missed so terribly.
“Look at us,” he agreed, then held out his arm. “Shall we?”
She took his arm, the swarm of butterflies in the pit of her stomach taking flight at the contact. “We shall. Where are we going?”
“Pictures,” he reminded her.
“Oh, right.” She let go of him to grab the pictures and put them into her bag, which had her keys clipped inside, then took his arm again, using it to steady herself as she stepped into her heels. She could almost swear his breath was shaky as she did so, but his breathing was steady as she smiled at him, almost looking him in the eye now.
“The rental car is right over there,” he pointed across the street as they walked towards it.
“Where were you coming from?”
“Home.”
“You live further away from Cade’s than I do?”
“Nah. I was just driving around. Didn’t want to be too early. Here.” He opened her car door for her and stepped aside as she slid in, closing it once she had her seatbelt on.
She’d missed that about him.
Timothy never did the little things like that.
She closed her eyes and counted backwards, admonishing herself for thinking about Timothy.
And then Lorenzo eased into the driver’s seat, and all thoughts of Timothy fled from her mind.
“Been to the marina lately?” he asked, and she shook her head.
“Not for years.”
“Why not?”
“Because it reminded me of you.”
