A Hopeless Romantic

Behind her, Clayton spoke with his deep, alluring voice. "Ms. Winslow."

Hazel's heart skipped a beat.

She had no idea when he came up behind her, and she was a little afraid to turn around.

After all, she was very nervous, and her heart was pounding.

She took a moment to let her breathing and heart rate return to its regular rhythm before turning around.

The man was in his tuxedo, carrying a huge