نجیب

I left the hustle and bustle of the city to visit the small town where my late father was born, to get rid of the ancestral home that had been sitting empty ever since my grandfather died. I had no intentions of staying in the little backwater town any longer than was necessary...but then I saw her. She'd been left at the altar two weeks earlier and was feeling less than human when he walked into her bar. She knew with one look that he wasn't from around these parts, but what she didn't know, and couldn't understand, is why she was so affected by him and the hot looks he kept giving her throughout the night when just a few short days ago she'd been set to marry someone else. In the morning she was asking herself a whole other set of questions....