“Do you have a name for your new co-worker?” Lily asked.
I pulled out my phone and scrolled to the email. “They emailed it this morning. Ethan Shaw. Marine biologist. Splits his time between Monterey Bay Aquarium and the university.”
Lily came to stand beside her husband. “Ooh, high level. Do you have a picture?”
I shook my head. “If you’ve seen one middle-aged man, you’ve seen them all.”
Jack puffed out his chest. “Some of us are finer specimens than others.”
I laughed.
Lily took out her phone and tapped away. A cheeky smile lit up her face. She showed her husband whatever was on her phone.
He slapped his leg, chuckled and gave her a nudge. “That is no ordinary middle-aged white man.”
“Not ordinary.” She waggled her eyebrows. “And not middle-aged.”
What were they talking about? I hadn’t had time to google him yet. Were we about to get stuck with some grumpy old guy? Lily handed her phone to me. I sucked in a breath. Oh, shit. The person staring into the camera was mid-thirties and had a smile as captivating as his hazel eyes. They seemed to see right through the centre of me in every photo I flipped through. He wasn’t even here in person yet and already I found it hard to tear my eyes away. My mouth went dry. I scrolled. He looked as good in a dress shirt as he did in a wetsuit peeled off to his waist.
“You’re shitting me.” My eyes went to the search bar: Ethan Shaw, Marine Biologist. I shoved the phone back into Lily’s hand.
“Too hot to handle, huh?” Jack asked, chortling.
“Have fun knowing that fine specimen, or should we call him sex on legs, is sleeping only metres away.” Lily gave me a wink.
“Co-worker, housemate, that’s it.”
I wiped the images from my mind. Or at least I tried to.
Two more days until Ethan arrived. I didn’t know if I wanted his charm to match his good looks, or the opposite. Which would be better?
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