Chapter 2
It was his eyes that slayed me first.
Cerulean water on a cloudless day. A colorless diamond, bright and clear with just as many facets. Brimming with emotion and mischief and pure ego. A thousand novels could be penned from one look in those eyes and never hope to capture them.
“Hi,” I blurted out with all the couth of an elephant at a tea party.
The corners of his mouth turned up in something that wasn’t quite a smile. But it was certainly an invitation. My heart rattled in its cage, a bird desperate to escape its long-forged prison.
“Bonsoir,” he said. “You’re new here.”
“Is it that obvious?”
“No. It’s just that I would have remembered you if I’d seen you before.”
A blush crept up my neck and settled into my cheeks. “Well, I remember you.”
He raised his eyebrows. “We’
