But she spied another car in the parking lot—a pewter-colored BMW—and smirked when she saw Luke emerge and hurry in her direction, smothering a yawn. She had to give him points for getting up with the birds to start trying to win her over. It was a frosty, still morning, cold enough to sting her nose and eyes. Carol lifted her gaze toward the rising sun to find an eerie, reddish hue bleeding over the horizon. The strange color of the winter sky left her with a sense of foreboding that enveloped her this time every year. A shiver skated down her spine. She couldn’t wait to put another Valentine’s Day behind her. Her phone chimed to let her know a text message had arrived. She slowed to unclip it from her purse and glanced at the screen. It was from Gabrielle Pope. Sensing all is not well, hope I’m wrong…let me know if I can help. Carol squinted. How could Gabrielle possibly know that something had derailed her seduction of Luke? The man himself bounded up next to her. “Good morning, Snow.”
What do You think about Her Sexy Valentine (2010)?
