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voluptuous siren. His body had reacted so quickly and strongly to the sight of her gamine smile, sparkling blue eyes, and spectacular curves that he’d been late for his first class while he waited for his arousal to subside. It had taken a while for his heart to catch up to his little head, but before long he’d been besotted.
    After all the things she and her sisters had done to him and his brothers, however justified, it would have been blasphemy to admit that he liked her. But he shot longing looks at her whenever he was sure nobodywas looking. That whole “Eve” business had started when his younger brother, Devon, had caught him watching her, and he’d needed to come up with something to deflect attention from the fact that he was ogling one of King’s Brats.
    His eyes had locked with hers once as they passed each other on the way to class, with the result that his heart had pounded and his palms had been sweaty and his throat had been dry for five minutes after she turned away. A couple of times he thought she was going to cross the hall to speak to him. But she never did.
    Instead, Molly Robertson, whose locker was right next to Eve’s, had come running up to tell him how glad she was that he’d agreed to go to the Sadie Hawkins dance with her. He’d lifted his gaze and seen the guilty look on Eve’s face as she stood by her locker. He’d put a sneer on his face that only she could see, then turned his most winsome smile on the petite, pretty girl standing in front of him. “I’m looking forward to it,” he told her.
    His chest ached for an hour afterward.
    The date with Molly had turned out to be a surprise. He’d been determined to have a good time, just to show Eve she hadn’t gotten the better of him. He’d also had visions of making her jealous. But Molly wasn’t just cute as a button—an expression he never would have applied to Eve, who held herself far too regally ever to be called “cute”—she was also a lot of fun. She was a good dancer, quick-witted, and had hazel eyes that shone all night with joy and excitement. It was impossible not to like her.
    He’d shot one long glance at Eve during the SadieHawkins dance, and she’d ignored him a little too pointedly. He’d figured maybe he was onto something with that jealousy idea, especially since it turned out Molly and Eve were best friends. So he and Molly had gone out again, along with a couple of friends. And had a wonderful time again.
    There was a lot of satisfaction in the disgruntled look on Eve’s face the whole next week when she showed up at her locker. Enough to send him out on a date with Molly for a third time.
    That was when he’d made his mistake. Molly had turned to him before getting out of his pickup at the end of their date and looked into his eyes. He’d known what she wanted. It would have seemed odd if he didn’t end their third encounter with some show of affection. In fact, she’d looked at him strangely at the end of their second outing when he’d walked her to her door, then ruffled her hair and patted her butt before sending her inside.
    So he’d kissed her.
    He hadn’t expected to like kissing Molly. He hadn’t expected to become aroused by it. He’d thought his heart was too firmly fixed on Eve for any other girl to grab hold of it. Boy, had he been wrong. Molly was an irresistible force. And pretty soon he’d no longer wanted to resist her.
    They’d gone steady the rest of the year. He’d stopped looking at Eve, although he couldn’t avoid seeing her every day, since their lockers were so close. He’d told himself he’d been lucky to escape one of those fanatical Grayhawk girls.
    He’d known all along that he would be joining the army and leaving Jackson at the end of the schoolyear, and that there was at least a chance that he was never coming back. When he headed off to boot camp, Molly was just starting her sophomore year. He’d told her not to wait for him, but he might as well have