She wondered why he always showed up when she was at her lowest. And somehow, he always knew just how to comfort her.

"Miss Carter, I've been looking for you all evening," Waylen said in his deep, appealing voice.

Lila looked up at him as he held out his hand.

She stayed still, almost frozen in place.

"You poor thing." Waylen said softly with care.

He bent down and picked her up, not minding that her wet clothes were getting his suit damp.

Waylen's warmth ...