Tink was distantly aware of the silence that fell over the room, but she ignored it. Her focus was entirely on the front view-screen. Oh, she knew how many men were in the room: eleven, counting the boy and the two men who came in with her. She was aware they were all watching her, but now was not the time to become self-conscious. She would worry about being the only female in the room after her curiosity was satisfied.
Sucking in her breath as she glanced at the man trying to grab her, Tink couldn’t resist thinking he was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. God, talk about died and gone to heaven! Her sisters would be having a s**t fit if they could see him. He was the classic Prince Charming—tall, dark, and handsome!
With her luck, he would be all that until he opened his mouth and ins
