I don't know what it is about him, exactly. You couldn't call him handsome in the classic sense. His arse is a thing of beauty, but that damaged cheek is oddly shaped to say the least. His eyes bulge and have a tendency to be bloodshot. His face is too round. His feet are too big. His hair is a rat's nest. His eyebrows are quirky.

Yet, somehow, the mismatched pieces fit: the whole is greater than its parts. And the result is arresting... enchanting... Ray Doyle turns heads wherever he goes.

He wins hearts, too.

He certainly won mine.

-- THE END --

March 2008