“Felicity Willard?” Aside from the red glow in DH’s eyes, both of them look like the images I have already seen. Her long blond hair is tied back with a cutesy purple ribbon. She is wearing a somewhat baggy, red sweater and some designer looking jeans with purple designer pumps. Purple and red together don’t do it for me, so I am not impressed, and all the designer stuff is a little overkill for me.DH is pretty much dressed to the nines, without the suit jacket. Sharp, black pants that fit as if they were made for him adorn his lower half. A freshly pressed dress shirt is on the top. His black hair is smoothed back a la douchebag. He isn’t really muscular, of course hanging out with guys like Jonas and Jake makes most men seem emasculated.She turns around and smiles. “It's Felicity Smalls, now. What can I do for you?”DH wraps his arm around her and grins, evidently, finding it impossible to look at anything but me. I feel Jake and Jonas both stiffen at my sides at the obvious interest.“My name is Nyx Slaughter and I was hired by your parents to find you.
