“Don’t know, but I’m glad he made it to the reception.” “Look at that body.” “Look at that walk.” “He should come with a warning sign that says Extremely Hot.” Several ladies in the wedding party whispered among themselves, and all eyes were trained on the tall, ultrahandsome man who’d approached the group of Westmoreland male cousins across the room. The reception for Micah Westmoreland’s wedding to Kalina Daniels was in full swing on the grounds of Micah Manor, but every female in attendance was looking at one particular male. The man who’d just arrived. “For crying out loud, will someone please tell me who he is?” Vickie Morrow, a good friend of Kalina’s, pleaded in a low voice. She looked over at Megan Westmoreland. “Most of the good-looking men here are related to you in some way, so tell us.
