Page 12 of Unbreak My Heart

Her enticing scent surrounded him and goosebumps peppered his arms when her palm met his.

“Nice to see you again, Eva.” His words were soft, measured.

Her smile looked just as forced as his own, but thankfully no one seemed to take any notice, Max instead moving over to chat with Isaac.

She dropped his hand as if burned and shrugged noncommittally. “You too.” She straightened the hem of her suit jacket. He could see it for the nervous action it was. Heck, he wanted to squirm in place, too.

Of all the people in the damned district…

Simon straightened and gulped a deep breath. He glanced at the others to make sure they couldn’t hear what he was about to say.

“We’re going to be seeing a lot of each other with this build. Max is my brother. I work for him. So, I’d like to apologise again for what happened. I…” He sighed and rubbed at his nape. “I wasn’t in a good place. I drank far too much. I should never have taken you back to that room.”

He could tell she was trying to hide it, but embarrassment and horror washed over her face, quickly hidden behind a mask of cool professionalism.

“Of course. There’s nothing to apologise for. If anything, it’smewho should be apologising. I’m the one who jumped you like that. It’s not something I usually make a habit of.”

The heat had increased in her face to the point her cheeks almost glowed. He understood her embarrassment, felt it himself. But not because of what he’d done with her—toher.

His embarrassment stemmed from the fact that he shouldn’t have taken advantage by accepting her offer. He’d wanted to forget. Needed to get out of his own head, and she’d been the unlucky one there. He refused to acknowledge that thoughts of how her hand had felt wrapped around him had invaded his head on more than one occasion since—many more, if he was completely honest—usually when he was tired and not deliberately trying to keep his mind active.

He shoved his hands into his jean’s pockets. “How about we start over, then? Hi, I’m Simon Jameson. Max’s younger brother. I work for him full time; behind the bar and any other lackey jobs he needs doing.”

The last was said with humour, but also with a healthy dose of self-deprecation.

A flicker of amusement rose in her eyes, relieving the pinched look from moments ago. “Evangeline Adams. Architect partner at Southern Cross Architecture and general gofer for Isaac.”

The tension in his shoulders relaxed fully, his grin widening, full and genuine. He raised his voice a little. “Don’t let him push you around. He’s just jealoushedidn’t win that award.”

An unpretentious smile tilted her mouth and her eyes sparkled.

Isaac turned; one eyebrow raised. “Watch it, Jameson. Or I’ll tweak the plans to makeyourlife harder.”

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The laugh thatexploded from Simon’s mouth sent shivers ricocheting all over Eva’s body.

She resisted the urge to place the back of her hand to her cheeks. How could a laugh, of all things, sound so damned sexy? How could it do such wicked things to her insides?

She breathed slowly to calm herself. She’d been right. The man had the most beautiful smile she’d ever seen, wide and friendly. And cheeky. His lovely eyes were more blue than grey today, seeming to reflect the colour of his T-shirt.

The air of sadness that had been around him at the nightclub seemed…less. Yes, it was still there, but it wasn’t the cloying, all-encompassing desolation that had seemed to cling to him like mist.

“That’s justmean, Isaac.” Simon glanced at her. “See? Told you he was jealous, Eva.” And he winked.

Those shivers turned to goosebumps and exploded over her entire body.

Oh, dear God. Kill me now. Just do it. Get it over with. It’ll be easier this way.

She hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him since the night they’d met.

Every, single, day, he popped into her head. Usually at the most inopportune times, too.

The feel of his body pressed against hers, the taste of his delicious kiss, the sensation of his mouth on her breasts, how hard he’d been in her hand.

The feel ofhishand between her legs.

She hadn’t experienced an orgasm that good in years. She shivered in the warm morning sun and rubbed her arms. Luckily, no one was looking her way. She glanced around the small group and caught Max’s inscrutable gaze.

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