Angela Su tried so hard not to cast her dark brown eyes down at Gael's perfectly shaped pectorals underneath his unbuttoned white shirt. It was pretty obvious that the man takes care of his body like it was a masterpiece. Instead, she stared right at his own pair of grey eyes, unashamed that she was. She found them incredibly beautiful, reminding her of why she was attracted to him years ago in the first place.
Those were the same pair of grey eyes that she pictured in her head countless times while she wrote her first book, and even though she hates to admit it, it was still the same pair of eyes that she dreamed of seeing again. She was fascinated at who the man actually was and she wanted to know more about him then, yet because it was only a meaningless night, she often brushed her thoughts away.
