Chapter 7
It had been one of those days where it was an endless flow of customers, and Enzo was ready to go home, grab a beer, and watch the new documentary on World War I he had recorded. Having something to look forward to helped make the day pass. Though as busy as he was, he couldn’t keep his mind from drifting to the newly dyed redhead down the boardwalk.
Like a damn fool, he’d woken up too early and headed to the beach, hoping he’d see her again. It was downright ridiculous. He’d seen Cami multiple times a week for years and never thought twice about it.
All these years he’d been looking at her with blinders on, and now that he allowed his mind to contemplate the possibility of them together, all he could think about was her. The gold flecks in her brown eyes, the slight tilt of h
