I walked across the patio area and came to an abrupt stop. An exceedingly good-looking man appeared to be asleep in one of the chaise lounges. “Excuse me!” I called. Wow, he’s good looking. He opened his eyes and slowly looked me up and down. They were a deep indigo color, and he had jet-black hair. “Who are you?” I asked, though honestly, I didn’t care. I just wanted to keep him.
