
Seth laughed when he saw me. Hey, I said, poking him with my foot, be nice. I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen you look anything less than… He paused, playing with word choice. Well-planned. Why, you silver-tongued romantic devil. That is the look I usually go for. Other women go for sexy or chic or beautiful. But me? Well-planned all the way. You know what I mean. Besides, unplanned isn’t a bad look for you. Not bad at all. His voice sounded deliciously low and dangerous, and something ignited between us as we held each other’s eyes.