“He was a fine-looking man, the kind who would haunt the edges of her fantasies for a long time. Her nipples peaked in her bra. She’d thought of him more than once over the weekend. Now he was asking her out on a date. And she wanted to say yes. The word rested on the tip of her tongue, ready to leap out if she opened her mouth. Isla clamped her teeth together. There’d be plenty of time for dating after college. Besides, she didn’t know Nik, and he knew nothing about her. Yet he was willing help... her…maybe he deserved a chance. Isla rested her chin on her hands. There was no harm in talking to him. “Are you from around here?” “No, traveling through.” He turned his cup a full circle before taking another drink. “Backpacker?” That would explain the nude modeling. Bet his resume contained all kinds of strange jobs. For a moment, Isla let herself envy the freedom Nik must have to come and go as he pleased. A few more years of school, and she would have that luxury. She’d travel the grand cities of Europe, sketchbook in hand.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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