London's street art scene sizzled on Brick Lane. Maddie Taylor, 25, added final touches to her mural – a bold, colorful statement piece.
Suddenly, a deep voice behind her said, "Intriguing work. The city needs more of this."
Maddie turned to face the speaker: piercing blue eyes, chiseled features, and a strong jawline. Her heart skipped a beat.
"Thanks...um, do I know you?" Maddie asked, wiping paint-stained hands on her jeans.
The stranger smiled. "Alexander. Friends call me Xander."
Maddie extended her hand, and Xander took it – his touch sent shivers down her spine.