cole rolled down the window and took one last look at me before sliding a pair of sunglasses on . he tried to speak , but his tongue felt like sandpaper . a group of five well-dressed men now approach the bench , hats in hand . just thinking about him coming through that door , his slow , sexy smile , the dark light in his eyes when he saw me , made my heart gallop like wild horses . chapter 21 chris returned from his smoke a good few minutes before he entered the room . 