Chapter 3
Charlotte never greeted the customers at the front of the store. That was Linda’s job, especially if the customer was male and handsome.
Mickey often took over, if that was the case, but they’d been bickering and missed their chance as they let the most gorgeous man Charlotte had ever seen slip past them.
In a way he reminded her of Jack in his face but this man was darker and more fierce.
His gray pants fit so well they had to be tailored and looked soft as real silk and not the store’s polyester blends.
Wow. His brown eyes stirred something in her that no boy ever had. Those lips probably knew exactly how to make her toes curl from a kiss, like in all the movie scenes she secretly loved.
And…she shouldn’t stare at him from the back of the aisle like she’d never seen a man
