than in high school but still covered his ears in a shaggy mop of light-brown hair. Bright-green eyes lit his masculine face. No longer a boy.
He reeked of cool indifference with his black trousers and a simple white dress shirt left untucked and unbuttoned at the top. A black tie draped around his neck was loosened and untidy. Very few men could pull it off like he did.
The leather strings wrapped around his wrist were frayed and ragged but on him, they only added to his appeal. His lean build was less muscle and more toned and athletic. Caleb was tall, attractive, and looked like he just finished a photo shoot for GQ Magazine, but still, it did nothing to stir any feelings inside me.
“Hey, Cassie. You made it.” He still had that mischievous lopsided smile that made you wonder what he was up to. Caleb Townsend was always up to something.
“Surprised you remember me,” I replied, smiling.
“How could I forget.” He smirked, and turned his attention to Hilary as he continued. “Cassie here once left the light on in her room after dark, and from across the street I could see her singing with her hairbrush, dancing on her bed.”
Hilary giggled, her eyes locked with Caleb’s and all I could do was give a tight annoyed laugh. I remembered the night vividly or more accurately the next afternoon when he came over to tell me to close the curtains at night. Although that was after he teased me to no end for at least ten humiliating minutes.
“She had moves.” Caleb chuckled looking at me, taking a swig of his drink.
I quickly noticed he was looking past me. I tensed the moment hot breath caressed over my ear from behind.
“I wouldn’t mind seeing a few of those.”
Seriously! I knew that voice. I knew the masculine fresh scent and I could already visualize the smirk covering his gorgeous lips.
No, not gorgeous. Not sexy, not even attractive. Ugly! Hideous as a troll living under a rotting bridge.
Turning slowly, my eyes connected with Logan’s. Damn it, definitely not a troll.
“Hello, sweetheart.”
As expected, there was that smirk that made my insides shudder and quake. His eyes raked over my body, ignoring the aggressive glare on my face.
“I’m not your sweetheart,” I scoffed.
The corner of his lips turned up even farther as he sipped his drink. Scotch from the look and smell of it. Too close.
I stepped back.
“Do you mind not hanging out behind me?” My tone was harsh, just the way it sounded in my head, thankfully. I was not going to fall into his charm and let him watch me get all flustered. He had plenty of other girls to put on that show for him. I tucked my arms across my chest waiting for him to move anywhere but directly behind me.
My brows rose waiting, but instead he leaned into me, placing his empty hand on my shoulder.
My breath caught when his thumb rubbed small circles into my blazer. Thank God I wore that. His breath was again caressing the lobe of my ear, his stubble so close it nearly brushed against my cheek. He totally knew what he was doing to me. Damn him!
“But it’s so lovely back here,” he murmured, his voice gruff, “sweetheart.”
Before I could retort or slug him, he was turning and walking away.
I took a deep breath and turned my attention back to Hilary who was now standing in front of Caleb talking, oblivious to my interaction with Logan.
“Second-grade teacher, really?” Caleb said to Hilary. “Lucky kids.”
Hilary blushed, looking down at her drink. “I have to admit I was surprised to hear you were back in town, and that you bought this place.”
“Wasn’t my plan, to be honest. This place ended up in my hands and I decided why not go back to my roots for a while.” He smiled.
“So you won’t be staying long?”
“You never know. I was thinking about finding a good manager to take care of things here while I traveled, but then again I might find a reason to hang around a while.”
“There’s not really much in Harmony worth
He reeked of cool indifference with his black trousers and a simple white dress shirt left untucked and unbuttoned at the top. A black tie draped around his neck was loosened and untidy. Very few men could pull it off like he did.
The leather strings wrapped around his wrist were frayed and ragged but on him, they only added to his appeal. His lean build was less muscle and more toned and athletic. Caleb was tall, attractive, and looked like he just finished a photo shoot for GQ Magazine, but still, it did nothing to stir any feelings inside me.
“Hey, Cassie. You made it.” He still had that mischievous lopsided smile that made you wonder what he was up to. Caleb Townsend was always up to something.
“Surprised you remember me,” I replied, smiling.
“How could I forget.” He smirked, and turned his attention to Hilary as he continued. “Cassie here once left the light on in her room after dark, and from across the street I could see her singing with her hairbrush, dancing on her bed.”
Hilary giggled, her eyes locked with Caleb’s and all I could do was give a tight annoyed laugh. I remembered the night vividly or more accurately the next afternoon when he came over to tell me to close the curtains at night. Although that was after he teased me to no end for at least ten humiliating minutes.
“She had moves.” Caleb chuckled looking at me, taking a swig of his drink.
I quickly noticed he was looking past me. I tensed the moment hot breath caressed over my ear from behind.
“I wouldn’t mind seeing a few of those.”
Seriously! I knew that voice. I knew the masculine fresh scent and I could already visualize the smirk covering his gorgeous lips.
No, not gorgeous. Not sexy, not even attractive. Ugly! Hideous as a troll living under a rotting bridge.
Turning slowly, my eyes connected with Logan’s. Damn it, definitely not a troll.
“Hello, sweetheart.”
As expected, there was that smirk that made my insides shudder and quake. His eyes raked over my body, ignoring the aggressive glare on my face.
“I’m not your sweetheart,” I scoffed.
The corner of his lips turned up even farther as he sipped his drink. Scotch from the look and smell of it. Too close.
I stepped back.
“Do you mind not hanging out behind me?” My tone was harsh, just the way it sounded in my head, thankfully. I was not going to fall into his charm and let him watch me get all flustered. He had plenty of other girls to put on that show for him. I tucked my arms across my chest waiting for him to move anywhere but directly behind me.
My brows rose waiting, but instead he leaned into me, placing his empty hand on my shoulder.
My breath caught when his thumb rubbed small circles into my blazer. Thank God I wore that. His breath was again caressing the lobe of my ear, his stubble so close it nearly brushed against my cheek. He totally knew what he was doing to me. Damn him!
“But it’s so lovely back here,” he murmured, his voice gruff, “sweetheart.”
Before I could retort or slug him, he was turning and walking away.
I took a deep breath and turned my attention back to Hilary who was now standing in front of Caleb talking, oblivious to my interaction with Logan.
“Second-grade teacher, really?” Caleb said to Hilary. “Lucky kids.”
Hilary blushed, looking down at her drink. “I have to admit I was surprised to hear you were back in town, and that you bought this place.”
“Wasn’t my plan, to be honest. This place ended up in my hands and I decided why not go back to my roots for a while.” He smiled.
“So you won’t be staying long?”
“You never know. I was thinking about finding a good manager to take care of things here while I traveled, but then again I might find a reason to hang around a while.”
“There’s not really much in Harmony worth
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