Darren was surprised to see her. It meant that the news earlier had not been life once again. With a smirk on his face, he turned the knob and swung the door open, revealing the popular news host and journalist.
Brooklyn's eyes lit up almost immediately as soon as his face appeared, gold yellow hair cascading in loose waves, while that smile of mischief and challenge spread down her pointed nose.
She wore a tailored navy blazer over a cream silk blouse, and had her feet locked in a beautiful black pair of high heels.
Darren leaned against the doorframe, studying her with a proud smile.
"Brooklyn Baker. You won't ever change, eh? Still gracing my doorstep unannounced," he said, his voice low, teasing, laced with the flirty edge that always sparked between them. "What would you have done if I didn't answer? Scale the building and sneak in through a window?"
