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let it drop, and stepped out of it. He hadn’t lied—he wore a T-shirt and shorts underneath, but he was obviously hot because the T-shirt was soaked through and sticking to his muscular body.
    Ooh.
    “Yuck,” he said and pulled a face. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t think this through. It’s not the best way to meet a lady for the first time.” Grabbing the wet T-shirt at the back of his neck, he tugged it off, then gestured to a clean one hanging over the nearby chair. “Pass me that, will you? Sorry.”
    Wordlessly, she handed him the clean tee, trying to resist the urge to fan herself at the sight of his naked torso. Jeez, the guy had a body that made her mouth water. He wasn’t ripped, exactly, but his muscles were tight and toned enough to tell her he took care of himself without standing in front of the mirror with weights every day preening.
    She cleared her throat. “I’m so glad you happened to be visiting today. What a great coincidence.”
    Tugging on the T-shirt, he appeared oblivious to the drool she was sure must be coating her chin. He ran a hand through his hair before meeting her gaze. His lips curved up again and an embarrassed look crossed his face. “Well, ah, it wasn’t that much of a coincidence. My brother, Matt, was supposed to visit Whangarei and I was off to Waikato, but I asked him if we could swap at the last minute.”
    He tossed the top he’d removed into a sports bag and the rest of the costume into the black bag, then faced her, sliding his hands into the pockets of his shorts. “I hope you don’t mind. I wanted to give Ryan something to cheer him up.”
    Warmth had flooded her cheeks so she knew she must be blushing, but she didn’t look away, needing to understand how much of this was coincidence and how much he’d engineered. “How did you know he wanted that Lego?” she asked curiously.
    The sheepish look returned. “I rang your mother.” His brows drew together. “Actually, now I say it out loud it sounds a bit creepy. Does it help if I say I asked Georgia to track your mum down?”
    “Um…” Erin didn’t know what to think. He’d actually spoken to her mother? She was going to kill her for keeping that to herself. “Not really.”
    They studied each other for a moment. Erin was too startled to think straight. Brock looked wary, as if concerned she might accuse him of stalking her.
    He glanced away for a moment, out of the window at the deep blue sky, giving Erin the opportunity to study his profile. Straight nose, sculpted lips, a touch of bristle on his cheeks. Had he really gone to all that trouble to find out who her mother was so he could buy Ryan a present? She didn’t know whether to feel alarmed or incredibly touched.
    Brock blew out a long breath, still looking out of the window. “The thing is, I felt sorry for Ryan being here on his birthday, and I wanted to cheer him up. That’s what We Three Kings is for, making kids feel better. But that wasn’t the only reason I came.”
    He looked back at Erin. His eyes held a warmth that heated her from the inside out. “We’ve talked online for a long time,” he said, “and… well, I like you. I wanted to meet you. To see if you looked as gorgeous as you sounded.” He smiled.
    “Oh.” She tried to catch her breath and failed. “Goodness.” She tried to act casual, as if gorgeous rich men threw compliments at her all the time, and failed, a smile curving her lips.
    “You do, by the way,” he clarified. “Just so you know.”
    She held his gaze as long as she could, then stared at her shoes for a moment, her cheeks burning. Jeez, she was acting like she was fifteen again, but she couldn’t help it. No man had talked to her like this in an ice age, if ever.
    Brock chuckled. “I’m embarrassing you, I’m sorry.”
    “It’s okay, it’s nice. I’m just not used to compliments.”
    “I sincerely doubt that, but if it is the truth, all it tells me is that the male population of the Northland