Chapter Three
She offered him a smile. “I-I’m here with CPARC, the Climate Predic–”
“I know what it means.” Axel crossed his arms and waited to see what Coop would do next. He had no idea what she was talking about, but at the moment he didn’t care. He sure as hell wasn’t going to make this easy. Not after the way she’d left without a word.
In spite of himself, he drank her in. Time had treated her well. Her black glossy hair no longer fell from a ponytail on top of her head, but was short and curved around her chin. Her lithe body had blossomed into luscious curves that even a company polo and baggy khaki shorts couldn’t hide.
For a moment time fell away, and Coop was his girl again. The young woman whose body molded perfectly against his. With the dark chocolate eyes that when you go
