Anna's POV
Standing before me, Samuel Griffin was undeniably fit, his physique speaking to regular workouts and a disciplined lifestyle. His arms looked powerful, his abdominal muscles well-defined beneath droplets of water that clung to his skin.
I quickly averted my eyes, focusing instead on arranging the wine bottles on the table with steady hands that belied my inner turmoil. *Could Samuel possibly be..?* No, that was absurd. The timing, the build, the height... it could be pure coincidence.
But the seed of suspicion had been planted, and I couldn't shake it.
"How often do you visit Skyview City, Mr. Griffin?" I asked, keeping my tone conversational as I uncorked one of the bottles.
Samuel raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth quirking upward. "Why the sudden interest in my travel schedule, Ms. Shaw? Planning to arrange more *attentive* hospitality for my future visits?"
