Page 73 of Sin City Lights

Adam blew out a harsh breath.“How bad is it?”

“It’s bad. Head injury. They took him to UMC Trauma.”

Fuck.

“I’m on my way.”

He started the car. Beside him, Eve hastily sat up and put herself back together, eyes questioning.

“Tim had a bad accident at the hangar. I need to go to the hospital.”

“Is he OK?”

“I don’t know. I’ll drop you off at your place. It’s closer.”

She nodded. To his dismay, he thought he saw embarrassment on her sweet face and something else he couldn’t quite decipher.

The erotic bubble inside the car had burst.

Adam wanted to rip out the steering wheel and throw it in the roadway.

Chapter 11

Eve

“Is anyone sitting here?”

Eve looked at the empty bar chair beside her. Someone was supposed to be sitting there, but he wasn’t.

Adam was now almost half an hour late, and she was getting tense.

After an abrupt end to what she thought was surely headed for a memorable night, Adam had dropped her off at her place and raced to the hospital.

Where was he?

Throat tight, she sipped her drink. For what seemed to be the hundredth time, she glanced expectantly toward the entry of the Delilah Lounge.

“Yes, no?” The man smiled broadly, revealing small white teeth.

She gave him a polite but distant smile and shook her head.“Not taken. Please, feel free.”

He seemed innocuous. At another time, she would have considered him good-looking. Light brown hair, gray eyes, decently built, above average height.

He took the seat.“What is a beautiful woman like you doing here, all by herself?”

She glanced at his left hand. He wasn’t wearing a wedding band, but the wide, pale line on his ring finger told another story.

“Drinking a martini.” She didn’t look at him.

The guy leaned into her.“Porn star.”

She leaned away, brows arching.“Excuse me?”

“That’s a porn star martini you’re drinking.”

Her eyes narrowed.“Slip of the tongue,” she corrected.

He guffawed.“Yeah, same thing. That’s just what they call it here. Slip of the tongue.” He snorted.“I’d like to slip you some tongue.” Heleaned close yet again.“I’ll bet you taste real good.”

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