Falling at First Sight

by Willow Winters

“Handsome. I think you’re just my type, Mr. Morgan. Tall, dark and handsome … I would put good money down that you’re just about every woman’s type.”

A rough chuckle leaves me as I reply, “But I don’t want to be out here with any woman. I only asked one to coffee.”

He may be my son’s teacher … but there’s no doubt that Trent Morgan could teach me a thing or two.

I’ve been imagining all sorts of things for over a year but what I wanted to do to that man on top of that little table is downright deviant.

Dating a man you really want to hold on to for more than one night is completely terrifying.

If my father taught me anything before passing, it’s that love is in the details. Small gifts that bring memories will go a long way.

One small problem, though: there’s nothing about the two of us that I want to do slow.