I’m at lunch with Daniel Bowen! So much drama.
I put my phone done and looked at Daniel. He was turned in his seat, studying the specials on a chalkboard in the corner. It gave me a moment to look at him without looking like I was staring. He really was handsome – the rumors were right. His hair was stylishly messy as if he’d planned for it to be that way – and he wore a collared shirt with the top button undone and no tie. He wore suit pants and formal shoes but everything about him seemed casual and easy going. He was the type of person that, in another life, I might have gravitated toward. He was an ass, though. I had to keep reminding myself of that.
He turned around to look at me and I was caught staring. The golden flecks in his green eyes moved when he smiled. I shook my head and
