Outside of nearly drooling on her, Luke was surprised she hadn’t realized just how head over heels he was for her. Hiding the attraction was impossible. He stared, like a stalker, whenever she entered a room. He couldn’t help it. Seeing her, watching her every movement was as strong as his will to breathe.
Worse still, Charles knew what kind of woman he called lover and doted on her whenever possible. Irritation boiled inside Luke. How was a normal everyday Joe like Luke going to compete with all that? Easy. He wasn’t. He’d simply get to dream about the woman he would never possess.