He stood there in boots, all six foot four inches of glowering, broad-shouldered perfection wrapped in a black coat stretched tight across his chest. The gray Starlight Cove Fire Department hoodie I’d definitely been wearing while he’d told me how to make myself come peeked out beneath it. A charcoal beanie was pulled low over his dark hair, and his eyes—God, those eyes—drank me in, sweeping over me from head to toe.
