His baseball cap is turned backward, but his too-perfect hair is still making its appearance around the edges. He’s tall. Ungodly tall. Then there’s his clothes. Khaki pants that hug his thick thighs perfectly and an olive-green bomber jacket laid over a crisp white T-shirt, showing off the muscles in his chest. His sneakers are a fresh white, with socks too low to tell if they match today or not.
