McCormick had a bulky frame, just like the prince. Esmeralda had no justifiable reason why she was comparing the two men but she couldn't help it. Where the prince was bulky and intimidating with bulgy muscles and biceps, McCormick lacked those. He was just bulky. It had to be the accumulated fat.
They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries.
"It's so great to finally meet you, the much talked about prince of Havana." McCormick looked excited about it, and Esmeralda hoped he wasn't just teasing the prince or massaging the prince's already inflated ego.
"Tell me about it." Kain responded, smiling smugly.
She wanted the smile to remain on his face, but his smile was like a rainbow. You only saw it once in a while, and when you saw it, it didn't always last for long.
Behind McCormick stood the man who accosted Esmeralda earlier in the morning. Kain saw him too and frowned. He was indeed an escort.
