A car wreck leaves Ryan with a facial scar he believes people find unsightly. But not Sean, a smiling tattoo artist who doesn't judge a book by its cover.<br><br>Sean manages to find the beauty in everyone, including gruff and defensive Ryan. He refuses to be put off by the hard mask behind which Ryan hides. But convincing Ryan to open his heart is proving to be quite a challenge.<br><br>When someone from Ryan's past offers him what he wants most in the world, Ryan has a decision to make. Which voice will he listen to --?? his heart or his head?

His Scar

Then I get lost in the story, staring at this strange and sunny guy with his hand on his almost-full glass.


I’ve never observed Sean so closely, and the previous times I’d been careful not to look at him for too long. Now, in this pub, thanks to the semi-darkness, I feel more secure, more protected.


His face is smooth, quite sharp-featured, but his lips are thick—it’s a mystery how Charlie was able to notice them from so far away—and his smile is so open, it seems to contain the entire world. His eyes are green, with unnaturally long and curved eyelashes, and sometimes they catch a blond curl which he blinks out of the way.


I wasn’t paying attention to Sean’s words, who’s now turned toward me and waiting for a reply.


“Wha…what do you mean?” I ask, hoping to be saved by the bell. Useless hope.


Chapter 8