Fyi, Mr. Ex, I am Billionaire's Heiress
"Did I sound too cocky?"
"No, no," I said, trying to hold back laughter. "You're confident, and that's a good thing."
"Yeah, because I'm sure no Noah wants to be called pretty. We all men, of course."
I liked his humour.
The moment he walked through the door, I was drawn to him. He was so tall and so tan. He had a handsome face, the kind of handsome that wasn't boring like my favorite actor Jason Momoa, just a younger, cleaner version, with short dark brown hair, no mustache or beard, emerald green eyes, and a smile that was a little crooked, like a suppressed smirk.
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