Page 29 of Sin City Lights

Her heart flipped. It had to be the limo lighting because their sapphire hue seemed darker than she remembered.

His frown had disappeared. His mouth wasn’t smiling, but his eyes definitely were, and in them, she read interest, curiosity, and something else, something so primal that her body instantly reacted, wild tingles shooting everywhere.

Wetting her lips, she looked away and out the window, only to see the Mile High Club slide by.

She glanced at Adam.

He was inside her thoughts again because that smile of his was knowing.“We have time to play five questions.”

“Five questions?”

“Not enough time to play twenty.”

Eve tipped her head.“Is this a get-to-know-you thing?”

“It would help if we are to spend the weekend together. Long version, not just yes or no. We can ask the other fifteen over the weekend.”

She gave him a pointed look.“I guess this is my chance to find out all the info you left blank in your client profile.”

He shrugged.“Privacy is a rare commodity these days. I guard what I can.”

“OK, then, who’s going first?”

“Ladies, always.”

She got distracted by his forearms. Muscular, tanned, and, because he was so blond, the hairs were barely visible. But very visible were the veins. Good grief, the man hardly had any body fat. It was so obvious that he saw the inside of a gym regularly and lifted—

“Eve?” she heard him say in a bemused voice. He pointed with two fingers.“My eyes are up here.”

Oh…touché.

“Ask away,” he said.

What happened to your wife?

Nope. She needed to go with something far less personal.“Wherewere you born?” A wasted question, she belatedly thought. With those looks, the odds were that he came from North Dakota, Minnesota, or thereabouts.

“Alaska.”

Well, she hadn’t seen that one coming.“Alaska?”

He nodded but provided no more information.“You?”

“Nowhere,” she told him with a wistful little smile.

He arched an eyebrow.“Nowhere?”

“I was born on a ship, in international waters. My birth certificate reads,At Sea.”

Adrift from birth.

She decided to offer a bit more, hoping that he, too, would open up a little.“My mother worked on a cruise ship. She was scheduled to return to the States to have me in a US hospital, but I had other ideas.”

Adam smiled.“You came early?”

She looked at his face to see if he meant that as a double entendre, but his eyes only showed genuine interest.

She nodded.“That’s me. Early is on time, on time is late, and late is unacceptable.”

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