His smile had just the right amount of teeth to look charming.
I observed the way Paisley's face became ten shades redder, and she practically melted beside him.
While her mother, Ashley's face turned a whole lot whiter. The colour drained from her like a ghost had walked in and greeted her by name.
I took another bite of my breakfast, chewing slowly. Not because the food required such attention, but because drama always tasted better with a proper garnish of heavy silence.
Nathan adjusted his sleeves. Even the simple roll of his wrist was designed to make women dream and men fume.
Paisley, who seemed incapable of ever reading the room, said excitedly. "So... what's your name, sir?" she said, breaking the silence.
"Well, I have several names. But my favourite?" Nathan grinned and locked eyes with me. "It's Adrianna's man."
Olivia made a choking sound beside Cardin and reached for her water.
