Taking A Chance On The Single Dad. Sue MacKay

course,’ she told him, sitting back into her seat and buckling in for the flight. She kept watching from under lowered eyelids, as though her eyes were drawn to him without any input from her brain. The red overalls didn’t detract from the body filling them out. Like the exhaustion falling off him didn’t tone down the raw handsomeness of his face. A face that used to turn her on with a smile, make her blood boil with anger when he was being stubborn, show compassion when she was struggling to cope with study and her dad’s illness.

      No wonder her next relationship hadn’t lasted. There wasn’t a man out there who came close to Hunter. So much for believing she’d got over him. There was still a way to go. Starting now.