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Another few minutes and she’d have been able to leave this place, and him, behind. The van she and Angelina had arrived in waited on a side road not too far from the Hard Delights’ entrance. She could have hopped in, driven away, and called Angelina in the morning.
    Angelina… who obviously hadn’t needed her help.
    “Slow down a second, will you?”
    J.C.’s gruff voice was laced with amusement. Anger rolled up into Eve’s gut. A slow burn scorched her cheeks at the memory of Griffin flat on his back in the cab of the fireworks truck, Angelina riding his cock with the same fervor she might have ridden a mechanical bull at their favorite hangout.
    Eve kept walking, elbowing through people as she made her way toward the front gate. It loomed ahead, dark and ominous against the cloudy night sky. “Why? I found what I came for. I’m out of here.”
    He gripped her shoulder, hard enough to make her halt in mid-step. “You know I can’t let you leave.”
    Eve gritted her teeth and spun around to face him. Neon light from a nearby streetlamp spilled over his features, bathing him in brilliant white light. “Are we having that discussion again? You can’t keep me prisoner here. As Brad said, I didn’t see anything.”
    “You’ll forgive me if I find that hard to believe.” He hadn’t released her shoulder, but his grip loosened and he slid his hand down the length of her arm, pausing when he came to her wrist. His touch sent a shiver down her spine. An answering longing thrummed deep in her pussy.
    Despite her earlier assurances to the contrary, she believed he was dangerous. Oh, he wouldn’t hurt her, she was sure of that. But the smoldering blue eyes and the way he watched her, as though prepared to devour her whole, frightened her. Her body responded to his on a primal level. Her nipples tightened, rubbing against the fabric of her dress.
    “I didn’t come here to spy on you, if that’s what you were thinking.”
    “Right. You came for your friend.”
    Eve searched his voice for a hint of skepticism or irony, but found neither, so she nodded. She had no illusions about J.C.’s motives for helping her find Angelina. It had been obvious he’d needed to keep an eye on her while she wandered through the park, but how long could he keep this up? Was he going to follow her to her apartment? To work the next morning? The prospect was absurd.
    A flutter of apprehension rose in her belly along with an image of J.C. strolling into her bedroom, shedding his clothes and curling up on her king-sized bed. Her breath quickened and she shook her head to dislodge the image, but it seemed to have settled behind her eyes. She could see him every time she blinked, the perfect length of his hard body, the magnificent cock jutting out from the thick patch of curls.
    “I’m not going to keep having the same argument with you,” Eve insisted when she could finally trust her voice. “It’s late, and I have to work tomorrow. I need to get home.”
    J.C.’s eyes crinkled at the edges. It was the closest she’d come to seeing him smile, she realized with a start.
    “You have to work on a Saturday?”
    Eve swore inwardly. She didn’t have to go to the lab on the weekend, but she would if it meant getting away from here as quickly as possible. She nodded, not trusting her voice to utter yet another lie.
    “It’s already almost 2 AM.” The hand on her arm slid to her hip. She stiffened while energy coursed through her veins, making her fingers tingle with the need to reach out and touch him in return. “Why not stay just a little bit longer?”
    A man with skin the color of dark ebony pushed past J.C. His muscles screamed for attention, encased in a white tee shirt that showed them off to their full advantage. Just a few hours ago, Eve would have turned her head to follow the man’s progress through the crowd, mentally undressing him as he walked. Yet now her gaze remained fixed on J.C., whose angular features and mass