"You... Let go of me right now! What do you think you're doing?"
Mr. Ward's face turned livid as he slammed his hand on the table. He had just been discussing marriage with Hannah Hale, and now some guy had appeared out of nowhere to steal his potential wife. This was outrageous.
Morgan Joyce reluctantly let the girl go, a smile sweeter than nectar gracing his sensual lips. "Instead of going on blind dates with strangers, why not consider taking me?"
"You... Don't you... already like someone?"
Hannah Hale's breathing was so ragged she didn't dare look Morgan Joyce in the eyes. Her cheeks, ears, and even her neck were burning hot.
Morgan Joyce's long, slender fingers gently lifted the girl's chin. His eyes, bright as stars, were filled with doting affection. "That girl has always been you. That's never changed."
Meeting Morgan Joyce's gaze, Hannah Hale felt her heart race so fast she was nearly suffocating.
