Page 27 of Sin City Lights

“How did you find out where I live?”

“Come on now, Eve. It’s not that hard. All it takes is Intelius and twenty bucks.”

She then recalled that Devon had introduced her with her last name. At least Eleet hadn’t shared her information. Not that it was any comfort, seeing how easy it was for anyone to find her.

She didn’t invite Adam to sit down, but he strode to the middle of her living room, looking like every woman’s hottest pilot fantasy. His blue gaze homed in on her chest, and she glanced down to realize that her silk robe was starting to gape open. She pinched it closed, lifted her chin, and stared him down.

“My eyes are up here.” She motioned with two fingers.

That earned her an unapologetic and seductive smile. He took his time dragging his gaze from her breasts and up her neck, pausing at her lips before he finally focused on her eyes.

Her mouth went dry.“Why are you here?”

“Because our—” his lips twitched “—conversation in the hallway at Mile High was rudely interrupted.”

Her cheeks warmed at the memory. Her gaze flicked to his mouth, then snapped back to his eyes, but not before he noticed.

“You never answered my question,” he said in a low tone that made her insides flip,“about why you refuse to see me.”

With that, he started forward, stalking toward her. Eve began walking backward, but he kept coming, his strides long and purposeful,until she bumped into the high white granite countertop that adjoined the kitchen, and there was nowhere left to go.

He halted, one short step away.“I will not ask again because you won’t tell me. I’m here to pick you up.”

She looked at him as if he’d lost his mind.“I am not going anywhere with you.”

“We’re flying to the Caymans. We have—” he checked his watch “—thirty minutes to get to the airport. Which means you have ten minutes to dress and grab your toiletries. Oh, and sunscreen. What they have at the hotel is limited.”

She stared at him, mouth agape.“Whatisthis?”

“This is your captain speaking.” He grinned, revealing perfect white teeth.

She almost hit the floor. Because the first sighting of Adam Larssen actually grinning made her knees threaten to buckle.

Slowly, the grin faded, replaced by his usual intense demeanor. In one step, he was right there, hot and tall and overwhelming, his big hands sliding around her waist. He had her trapped against the counter, and—oh God—she liked it. She still couldn’t breathe properly and gave up even trying.

She raised her face to his. A few beats passed with her unmoving, feeling the heat radiate from his hard body.

At last, his head lowered. Ever so gently, he brushed his lips against her temple.“Say yes, Eve,” he murmured. His lips were soft and warm.

Eve closed her eyes.“And if I say no?”

“You won’t.” He pulled her close and rested his chin on top of her head.

It felt so good.

He felt so good.

For a moment, she just stood there, safe in the shelter of his strong arms. She wanted to resist him, but it was becoming clear that she could not.

“If I go with you, I have terms,” she said at last.

“Name them.”

“If I do this, it will be strictly companionship. Nothing…nothing like before…” The memory of what he’d done to her that first night crashed into her like a tsunami.“You know what I mean.”

“You’re saying that you’ll come with me, but you don’t want to come?” His deep voice held seduction and a trace of amusement.

Oh, he was good, really good, and he was wearing her down with every second he held her and talked to her like this.

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