James was a ladies' man. Being raptured by smooth skin, hair, and lips was something he couldn't deny. And as he gathered himself in his seat unnoticed, he ran his fingers through his dirty blonde hair and thought about his next plan of approach.
She didn't fit into James' appearance of standard hopefuls, but her beauty to him was something far more. She held something real inside of her, almost as if she were keeping a secret that no one else had.