*Miranda’s POV*
Slowly I turned around to face the man who snuck up on me. Stepping out of the shadows, I saw him, lean built with his ash-blond hair neatly combed to the side. He wore a blue suit with a white button-down shirt, the top buttons undone to show his tanned skin beneath. He took another step towards me as my feet remained glued to the spot. Both his hands were in his pockets as he eyed me from head to toe. His brown eyes were like puddles or mud, hiding whatever it was behind them. “I meant to say, it would be easier to find your friend if you had my help...” he said as he c****d his head in my direction. “Since I’m the one who took her, that is.” I had the urge to wipe that cocky smile from his face with my fist, but I held back. With every ounce of my strength, I tried to c
