Garrett couldn't be happier. Maddy had said yes to dinner. He'd dreamed about this for many years and wasn't willing to give up any time he could spend with her. He still remembered the first time he saw her, even what she wore-a soft white top and a green plaid skirt. She was at least a foot shorter than his six-foot-two-inch frame. His body betrayed him when he thought about her perfect shape, voluptuous in all the right places. Excitement emanated throughout him at the thought of ...