Chapter 6
Natalie hummed her entire way home from the beach. She hadn’t expected Galen or that morning kiss. Galen’s kiss had been sweeter than the passionate one last night and left her tingling. And how in the world did she suddenly have a flirty side?
She never flirted out loud or said half the things that had come out of her mouth this morning or last night, but whatever had happened to her, she liked it.
Natalie removed her skates at her front door and took the elevator up to the nineteenth floor and her apartment.
She stopped short when she saw a tall man with long blond hair standing in the hall—she placed one foot back inside the elevator—who was that? He turned his green eyes at her and smiled. “Natalie.”
She hesitantly walked forward with her skates around her shoulder. “Roc
