Ricky

I can’t hold back my smile. Marilyn James actually showed. If I were a betting man, I would have said the odds of her coming here tonight were against me. Seeing her snarky smile and the gleam in her soft blue orbs, I’d gladly lose that bet to have her here now. “I’m glad you showed,” I say honestly, letting my arms drop to my sides.

“You’re not going to hug me, are you?”

Was I about to hug her?

I feel the heat ...