Chapter 12

• Emma stopped listening when the bathroom door opened and Bryce stepped out. If she hadn’t seen him go in with her own eyes she may not have recognized him. The jeans fit him perfectly, highlighting his slim hips and when he turned around; she discovered a very nice behind as well. The t-shirt was a bit tight, but for the nicely shaped man under it—it worked for her. When she got to his face, she caught her breath. No shaggy hippy haircut. He had wet his hair and brushed it all back from his face, leaving him to look like an entirely different man. Why hadn’t she noticed before that he had a chiseled jaw line and that perfect masculine face?
• “Well? Will I do?”
• Emma nodded, smiling until she remembered Roz was still on the phone she held against her ear.