It’s about time.” Aimee looked over Sandra’s shoulder.

Sandra glanced around to see Devlin approaching their table. His glittering gaze locked on her as he walked toward them in his usual relaxed gait, a charming half-smile curling his lips.

Although she couldn’t see the color of his eyes in this light, she knew they were as blue as the sky at dusk, dusted with golden specks, and surrounded by a midnight blue ring. The raspy shadow across his jaw gave him a definite masculine allure and he’d tied back his medium brown shoulder-length hair, which was typical on a workday. His relaxed casual Friday outfit consisted of worn jeans with a brown tweed blazer over a shirt of varying width stripes in earth tones, ranging from beige to chocolate brown. A narrow stripe of burnt orange in the shirt exactly matched the round-necked T-shirt visible underneath.

Sandra slid further into the booth to make room for him and he sat down beside her.

His gaze fell to the table. “What’s this?”

Oh, damn. Sandra tried to grab the cocktail napkin as he plucked it from the table—the napkin with The List scribbled on it—but he snatched it out of reach and began to read.

His grin broadened to a smile, revealing his strong white teeth. “Well, this is quite the menu.”

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