April 6, 2016
That moment you meet and you just know that this relationship is meant to be.
***Somewhere to Begin***Unedited
She gaped openly as he padded across the small room like a panther in slow-motion. Heather-grey T-shirt with a faded American flag stretched to its limits across his broad chest, low slung jeans clung to lean hips, muscles rippling everywhere. He was tall, north of six foot, with Atlas shoulders, and a tough, impenetrable exterior. Her gaze paused on the rubber-edged dog tag around his neck. Military. She should have guessed. Everything about him screamed tough guy who didn’t do soft and gentle.
And yet, she had a feeling he’d done exactly that for her. “Wait.”