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times but, it's nice to meet ya in person," he begins, showcasing his beautiful white teeth.
    I can't help but blush at his Boston accent which lingers when he speaks. I move in to give him a hug, letting out a small laugh. He accepts my offer and I instantly know we will be good friends. His hug speaks volumes, telling me he already cares about me because he cares for my best friend.
    "It's nice to meet you too!" I grin, releasing him from my grip. "Thank you for coming.”
    He shrugs his shoulders, lowering his head to stare at the blacktop which strikes me as odd until I turn to see Sierra glaring at him. If I know my best friend and I think I do, she absolutely threatened him, telling him he better not even look at me in any other way than a friendly way.
    "No problem. It's the least I can do. We will be roomies,” he says, glancing back up to meet my eyes.
    He nods in the other guy’s direction, clearing his throat before he speaks. "That's my buddy Mac. He got suckered into driving the moving truck."
    I turn to face his friend, seeing him reach his hand out like Evan did. I smile brightly at him, placing my hand in his. He’s a lot better looking up close. I don't go in for the hug I gave Evan because chances are I wouldn't pull out of his arms. They look inviting and comfortable as hell.
    "Nice to meet you Mac. Thanks for coming to help out."
    He doesn't let go of my hand quickly like Evan did. Instead, he leans in a little closer, letting me get a good look at his bright green eyes. Those eyes will be the death of me. I know it already. No one has eyes like that, not without having the game to match them. He speaks in a very deep, masculine voice that causes me to shiver. The goosebumps pebble over my skin, adorning it with small kisses, and the hair on the back of my neck stands up straight in attention. Did I just shiver from someone's voice? I need to get a grip on the twinge between my legs which has a mind of its own right now.
    "You're welcome sweetheart. It's no problem. I really came just to meet the beautiful woman Sierra wouldn't shut up about the past two weeks." He flashes me a panty dissolving grin.
    Ah. He’s not only incredibly sexy, but he also has charm. I knew he had it hidden somewhere. The minute he spoke, I felt the heat creep up my body, making its way to my face where a tell-all blush reddens my cheeks. I decide to not let him know he affects me. So, I give him a playful smile instead, pulling my hand from his grip.
    "Well, I can only imagine how much your ear has been talked off. Sierra seems to have a knack for that. Did her description rival meeting the real thing?" I cock my brow at him figuring there's nothing wrong with a little innocent flirting. I will have be around this guy since he's friends with Sierra and Evan. So, I might as well make light of the mood now or I'm going to get myself in trouble.
    He lets out a small chuckle, looking me up and down suggestively. I feel every inch of myself as his eyes take me in. His gaze lingers a little too long on my hips, and I assume he's imagining what it would be like to have them wrapped around him .
    His tongue licks at his lips. "Her description didn't do you justice, sweetheart."
    I feel my cheeks redden a little more. Sierra lets out a knowing laugh, breaking the intensity between Mac and I. Sierra gestures toward the house, bidding for us to get out of the driveway. As much as I want to thank her, I'm a little pissed she stopped our introduction. I guess it is pretty rude to leave us all standing in my driveway after all.
    "Are you going to invite us in or what, Cal? I need to pee, and the guys probably want food. I wouldn't let them stop to get dunkies even though they complained how much they wanted it for that last three hours straight." She shoots them both a wicked glare, to which they hold their hands up in surrender. They’re smart men. A pissed off Sierra is a force to be reckoned with.
    I laugh and invite everyone inside.