"Hello there, handsome," Isabella purred as she strolled into the cozy cafe, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She couldn't help but notice the way Ian's gaze lingered on her, and a thrill ran down her spine. After all, she'd taken care to dress for this handsome man, since she had not been able to stop thinking of him after that morning. Dam* she hadn't thought of someone like that since her crush on Tom Cruise.
And somehow every male lead in the novels she had been trying to read had taken on his face and the female lead, hers. She tried to curb her excitement. Even though he had been the one to ask her out, she did not need to show she was interested so early. Ian Frost might be an experienced playboy but she was not going to fall into his bed on the first date.