Alastair stared down at the small woman who had strayed into his woods. Her pale skin and golden curls seemed to glow in the sunlight that slanted through the trees. Big blue eyes sparkled up at him from behind black-rimmed glasses, and a friendly smile curved pretty pink lips. If it hadn’t been for the fact that he’d had the pleasure of holding that deliciously curvy body against his, he would have thought she was an enchanted vision.
