Chapter 62: No luck

Livy I never had issues with getting the guy I wanted—except him. Watching him talk about Charlotte was like a punch to the gut. It hurt so bad I wanted to crawl into a hole and just stay there for as long as humanly possible, cutting off contact with the world forever and ever. I know it takes quite a lot to put your feelings together and tell a woman how you feel. "I know," I said, raising my eyes to the ridiculously handsome man in front of me. Whether he knew it or not, he was my dream made flesh. His dark, inky black hair paired with his bronze, deeply tanned skin and his gray eyes were almost too much for my heart to bear. I looked down at the floor, deciding it was best to keep my eyes away from him. "I want you to understand that it's not your fault. Besides, if you just give her a little time, I'm sure she'll come around. Don’t we all?" I nodded at him playfully, overly enjoying the feel of his muscles under my hand and wishing I could hold him for longer. "Thanks," he