Page 84 of Sin City Lights

“The person who puts the male and female parts together to make entirely new baby roses.”

Eve wanted to groan. She thought she’d picked a neutral subject, only to end up talking rose sex. She put the glass back on the table.

When a waiter approached, she wanted to hug him for interrupting the awkward conversation.

“Good evening and welcome,” he said in a heavy French accent.“I am François, enchanted to serve you this evening. Chef says appetizers are ready,MonsieurLarssen. Shall we commence?”

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By the time the fourth course came around, Eve was convinced she would never be able to eat anywhere else.

“This is the best food I have ever eaten,” she told Adam, nibbling on a baby carrot.“I normally don’t even like root vegetables.”

“It’s probably boiled in soup.”

Her brows lifted.“How do you know these things?”

“My brother likes to cook. Sometimes, he goes on about techniques.” He grinned. “And I pretend to listen.”

François materialized, all smiles.“Would it please you to see our dessert menu?”

Adam’s leg pressed to hers, but his blue eyes remained cool, and he said nothing.

Her stomach seemed to do a flip-flop.“I can take a peek.”

The waiter nodded, handing them two small menus. “I’ll be right back.”

Eve opened the dessert menu. Adam left his closed.

“Nothing for you?” she questioned.

“What I want for dessert—” slowly, he leaned forward and brought his mouth within reach of her lips, sapphire eyes blazing “—is not on that list.”

Eve’s heart kicked into an erratic rhythm. She set down her menu. Then, unable to stop herself, she grasped Adam’s tie, yanking him to her.

His lips curved into a smile before swiftly taking hers in a dizzying kiss that left her breathless. He angled his head and stroked her thoroughly and slowly with his tongue. She fisted his tie tighter and opened her mouth wider, dimly wondering why she couldn’t seem to get enough of him. She hated that they had to come up for air.

He pressed his warm cheek to the top of her head, a move that was becoming achingly familiar.

“I’m thinking,” he began, then stopped.

“What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking we should continue this downstairs, but only if you’re OK with that.”

She was more than OK with that; the thought of getting him alonewas exhilarating. She kissed his jaw, still keeping a firm grip on his tie.“Hmm…but what about the movie?”

“I planned to give you a choice. We can go to the Galaxy Theaters or watch something at my place.”

She contemplated for a beat.

He kissed her temple.“I have better popcorn.”

She laughed.“Well, in that case…”

Chapter 13

Eve

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