Wilted Love
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Ryella is strong.
She can raise Bentley and the New Baby.
She doesn't want a man.
Or she thought.
"I find my self looking into these beautiful green eyes. These eyes were a bright green that flowed into a dark ring around the edge. His intense gaze had me uncomfortable. I could feel my blood pumping through my body, no doubt going to my cheeks. Realizing I had been staring far to long into his eyes, I attempt to take in the rest of him. He was standing about 6' 4" with dark brown hair styled to perfection. He was a handsome man with a strong jaw and pointy nose. He looked like a piece of art. My mind wandered to images of what I presume he looked like under the suit he was wearing, abruptly my thoughts were interupted by the unfamiliar man clearing his throat. Embarrassed at the take over of my pregnancy hormones I try to find composure by smiling warmly. "May I help you?"
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