He was holding what appeared to be a bouquet of chamomile flowers in one hand and a camera bag in the other. Being the good-looking man he was, his arrival inevitably distracted Ryley and Marsha's attention at once.
When their gazes met in the middle, the blond shared the same surprised expression, the only difference being that his lips were partially gaping from genuine astonishment, whereas the calm air engulfing the other guy's towering body cracked at the sprout of a subtle joy on his face.
It's a good thing he went to his mother's office today. Sean wished for a chance to see Ryley in person again under the guise of rekindling his old hobby as a photographer.
He couldn't stop looking for anything related to Ryley since their first meeting that day.
