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But it was his golden hair and eyes that truly captured my attention, shining like rays of sunlight in a sea of darkness. Every step he took was like a symphony, commanding the attention of everyone in the room. My cheeks flushed with heat just staring at him.
He was dangerous, reckless, and untamed, his presence so magnetic people flocked to him like moths to a flame. And it wasn’t only his striking good looks and the undeniable charm you could spot fifty feet away that caught you; there was something deeper there, something raw and intangible, lurking right beneath the surface.
I couldn't help but wonder what lay behind that perfect face, what secrets he might be hiding, what scars he might carry.
He was the kind of man who could change your life in an instant, who could make you feel alive in ways you never thought possible. But he was also the kind of man who would break your heart without even trying, leaving you shattered and alone. And as I watched him walk through the crowd, for the first time since Mama had given me that warning…so long ago...I wished for the chance to have that heartbreak and head down whatever path a man like that would lead me.
His golden hair fell in soft waves around his face, framing his handsome features and making his golden eyes even more striking. Every time a strand fell in his face, he would sweep it away with a casual gesture, his fingers brushing against his forehead in a way that made my heart skip a beat. The way his hair caught the light made it seem like liquid gold, cascading down his features in a way that was both mesmerizing and hypnotic. I found myself wanting to reach out and run my fingers through his hair, to feel the silky texture against my skin. That was obviously impossible, so I contented myself with watching as he moved, his hair shifting and dancing with each step he took.
“Fuckkk mee,” a voice slurred behind me, and then I was fucking spanked on the ass.
My empty tray clattered to the ground, the sound somehow making its way above the music and the din of the crowd.
I stood there shocked, with what felt like a million eyes staring at me, judging me.
“Pick that up, you idiot,” Clarice’s voice snapped, and I turned to see that she was standing there, the face of fury.
I was going to get fired, all because of some asshole…who was currently snickering behind me, totally unaware of the carnage he’d created.
I bent down to pick up the tray.
And suddenly there he was.
The golden god.
My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. He was watching me, his gaze filled with something that resembled shock—over what, I hadn’t the slightest clue.
Up close, his beauty was even more overwhelming. I’d never seen anyone so outrageously…masculine in my life. It was filling the air around me.
Was it hot in here? I quickly averted my gaze back to the tray we were both hovering over. I could be in danger of a heart attack with how fast my heart was suddenly beating at his proximity.
“Let me get that for you,” he murmured…in a very familiar voice.
I was dazed as I stood up without the tray, my gaze focused on the gorgeous man in front of me, taking in his confidence, his charisma, his…everything.
Lincoln.
My stranger.
“Oh, Mr. Daniels. You don’t need to get that. My employee was about to grab it—I’m so sorry for the inconvenience—I promise she’ll be dealt with.” Clarice’s voice floated around us, flustered and annoyed, but it was like we were trapped in our own little bubble, just the two of us.
His gaze slowly danced around my face, like he was memorizing every feature. I hurriedly brushed down my hair, my cheeks flaming even more as I thought about what I looked like right then. My uniform was about the most unflattering thing ever. Clarice didn’t bother with exact sizes, so the white button up was too tight, the buttons stretched across my chest, and the black trousers were at least a size too big, held up by a bulky black belt.
I was sure my hair was a mess. I’d been running around since I’d gotten here.
And there he was. Looking like more than a dream. Because he was so perfect, no one could have dreamed him up.
Disappointment. That’s what I was feeling. Because apparently I’d fallen harder than I thought. If he’d been a normal guy…albeit a guy with hot hair and abs…maybe there would’ve been a chance…for something.
Instead, he had to be a golden god NHL player…probably a star, because a guy like that would be.
I’d told him about my two jobs, and attending a community college…and all along he’d been…this. A celebrity. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. We didn’t exist on the same planet. We didn’t even exist in the same universe.
And after today, now that he’d met me face to face, he wouldn’t want anything to do with me.
And once again…I’d be all alone.
“Monroe!” Clarice snapped, jerking me from the stupor I’d fallen into. It was torture to drag my gaze from his, like he was some kind of drug that had already gotten under my skin. “Let go of Mr. Daniels, right now!”
