When I got there, Eedie was on the porch steps waiting for me.
She hopped up and came rushing toward me.
I pocketed the keys and said, “We’ll wait for him to get here.”
Eedie breathed a sigh of relief. “I swear I hid the key.”
“He probably had another one made,” I pointed out. “Your keys are still where you left them?”
“Yeah,” she said. “Can we change the locks?”
Not easily…
“No,” I said. “I’ll wait for him to get here and have a word.”
“You will do no such thing,” Elizabeth’s annoying voice snarled.
SILVER
“Dad,” I said as I looked around the room. “I can’t come get you. I’m busy.”
Or I was, until the sexiest man on Earth had left in a hurry.
Now, I had no reason to linger.
Though, if I was an honest person, I would admit that I didn’t want to go pick my dad up.
I wanted to go home to my place and bask in the air conditioning while I replayed the afternoon in my mind.
I’d met the man I was going to marry…he just didn’t know it yet.
Piers “Webber” Webb.
He owned Webb’s Auto Repair and Restore, was forty-three years old, and the sexiest man I’d ever seen.
Tall, broad-shouldered, nice forearms, strong hands.
But the real thing that’d caught my attention and held it was his electric-blue eyes.
I’d thought that I had pretty blue eyes—one of my only features that I truly knew were beautiful—but then I’d met Webber and was mesmerized by his blue eyes.
And wow.
He’d caught my gaze and held it, and I’d been unable to look away.
Only after he greeted me and turned away did I finally get a look at the rest of him.
My second favorite feature was his mustache.
I’d never been a huge fan of mustaches. They’d always seemed kind of weird to me.
But on him…
It allowed his perfect lips to be on display, and his jaw…my god, his jaw. Square and strong.
Jesus Christ, I’d thought I would need to get a bib for all the drooling I’d done after meeting him.
“Are you even listening to me?” my father asked.
