Owen stared at the woman, remembering every inch of her small yet curvy body. The jeans and oversized sweatshirt she wore couldn't hide the lush dips and swells he remembered. Her mane of blonde hair he remembered tumbling around her shoulders and brushing his chest and abdomen she now had pulled back into a severe ponytail. Her eyes were still the same shade of iridescent green, so amazing they dominated her face. Her skin he'd missed every inch of held the translucent quality of a pearl, ...