He’d been almost too pretty when he was young, those full lips and high cheekbones, ridiculous cow eyelashes, and honest-to-god freckles in the summer. Now he had that full tawny beard threaded with a few gray strands, fine lines at his eyes and across his forehead (despite the Botox rumors; nature must be healing). He was still the most beautiful man she’d ever seen, but this time he looked real.
