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skin tingled where he touched her, goose bumps rising. Everything about the way he looked at her exacerbated her fever. There was nothing in the world like being wanted with a primitive desire. The one thing she’d never doubted was that Alec was madly in lust with her.
    “You were drawn to
him
because of me, weren’t you?” His lips hovered above hers so that their panting breaths mingled and became one. It was as intimate as sex, that sharing of breaths between them.
    She didn’t have to answer. He knew. He always knew.
    His thumb brushed across her cheekbone. He moved to kiss her, but Eve jerked her head away.
    “Damn you,” she breathed, her nails digging into his skin.
    “We’re both damned.” He pulled her into his lap and tucked her flushed face into the crook of his neck, where the scent of his skin was so strong.
    Against her will, she nuzzled him, rubbing her sweat into his flesh. She felt the urge to crawl inside him, to see what made him tick. Her tongue darted out and tasted him. He shuddered in response, squeezing her tighter. Her wound was on the arm facing away from him and she felt his fingertips move, feather light, over her bandage.
    Her voice came as no more than a whisper. “I haven’t done anything wrong.”
    “You’re right, angel. You haven’t.” His lips pressed hard to her damp forehead.
    “Then why?”
    He exhaled harshly. “Because of me. Because I couldn’t resist you.”
    Eve opened her mouth to reply, but weariness pulled hard at her and she sank into darkness.

CHAPTER 5

     
     
    The deep rumbling growl of a Harley drew Eve’s gaze to the parking lot of the ice-cream shop where she worked after school. It was five in the evening and the day was just starting to end. The horizon was the color of a tangerine tinged with burgundy.
    She walked to the end of the counter to catch a glimpse of the Heritage Softail that lounged in front of the Circle K convenience store next door. It was a black and chrome beauty, boasting custom saddlebags and a well-worn seat.
    “What I wouldn’t give for a bike like that,” she whispered, “and the freedom of the road.”
    Not that she was unhappy with her life, because she wasn’t. It was just . . . ordinary.
    Sighing, she looked over her shoulder at the clock and silently begged it to tick a little faster. Her shift was over at six. The final football game of the season started at seven fifteen. While her high school was across the street, the field they played on was a few miles away.
    “Hey. Are we going to Chad’s party after the game?”
    Eve glanced at her friend Janice and shrugged. “I’m not sure. Depends if Robert’s going or not.”
    Shaking her head, Janice went back to work wiping off the counters, her long, blonde ponytail swaying with her exertions. “You can’t avoid him forever.”
    “I know. And I know he’ll stop talking shit about me when he hooks up with someone else, but in the meantime, I just want to stay out of his way.”
    Crouching down, Eve opened the doors beneath the display case. She pulled out the glass cleaner and a roll of paper towels.
    “He’s an asshole,” Janice muttered. “I’m glad you didn’t screw him.”
    “Yeah.” Eve stood. “Me, too.”
    She tossed one last longing glance at the Harley and froze. The owner was shoving a paper bag into one of the saddlebags. Then he tossed one leg over the bike and settled into the seat.
    Wow.
    He was tall, dark, and dangerous. His long legs and fine ass were draped in loose, low-slung blue jeans, his powerful biceps bared by the fitted white tank top he wore. His jaw was square and bold, his lips firm but sensual. Wicked. The lines that bracketed them only emphasized how gorgeous he was.
    Completely unaware of her fascination, he turned the key and revved the engine, his black leather boots resting firmly on the asphalt, ready to push the bike back. The anticipation of his departure made her shiver.
    Then he turned his head and saw her.
    Eve