Chapter Fifty Four

"No" replied Timothy, finally moving away from the wall, and stepping a little closer. "I have other things to do and I would rather make out some time so we can talk properly, Is that okay? How long are you going to be in town?"

With her seated and him standing, he seemed much taller than he actually was, and more intimidating. Chloe didn't like that at all. The last thing she wanted was to lose her nerve in front of this man, but that was beginning to look really difficult. Timothy Kavell Packard had aged well, and as far as she was concerned, no one should be allowed to look that attractive because he was doing a damn fine job of stealing her breath without even trying.

Chloe placed her hands on her laps and told herself that she was an idiot for feeling lightheaded. He was just a man, flesh and blood... But...what a man!

He was tall, with wide shoulders, long muscular legs and what had to be a washboard stomach under the mint green button-down shirt tucked into a pair of plain bla