But that man out there? He’s not just six-foot-plus of golden locks, sky-blue eyes, and a panty-dropping grin highlighted by an impeccably carved jawline. He’s also … witty. Confident. Slightly arrogant, and deservedly so. Clever too, and all of those things put together? A lethal combination that has me mentally rearranging my schedule for the next fifty years or so for a fucking man. Have I lost my damn mind?
