impossible to ignore. She remembered his mother again, aching anew over him losing her when he was still so young.
“What about Paul?” Eve whispered, half worrying he’d walk in and find them in the compromising situation. “Is this fair to him?”
“He’s getting married,” Danny said, choking on the words as he said it, making it obvious he wasn’t pleased. “Trust me, he’s dedicated to the bitch. He won’t leave her, not after all this time. He’s determined to create some sort of stereotypical, perfect American life for himself—one that will make his father proud of him.”
“His father is an asshole,” Eve said bitterly, remembering Paul’s father, a brutish bull of a man who ruled his family with fists and pain instead of love. “Why does he still give a shit what that bastard thinks?”
“I dunno,” Danny said, sounding tired. “I just know I’m lonely and finding you feels like the best thing that’s happened to me in a very long time.”
“You’re sweet.” Eve reached up to cup his cheek as a surge of caring mingled with the lust, making her chest ache. “But I just got out of a bad relationship. My life is a mess. I’m living with my parents. I got no job, no money—”
“Give me a shot,” Danny said pleadingly. “I’ll only hang around until you’re sick of me. There’re no strings, Evie Girl. You can tell me to get lost at any time and I will.”
For some reason, Eve knew he was telling the truth. Danny was a lot of things but a liar wasn’t one of them.
Her body throbbed with pent-up frustration so profound she could taste it. It had been a miserable year for her. She was depressed over her life, her mother was driving her insane and what else did she have to do? Sex with a charming man, one of her oldest friends, someone she was comfortable with, who also happened to bleed raw sensuality so potently she could taste it.
She would be a certifiable idiot to turn down an offer like that.
“I want to talk to Paul about it,” Eve said, placing a hand against his bare chest and closing her eyes when she felt a rush of longing to caress him. “It’ll be awkward if I don’t. You two live together. I want to make sure he’s all right with it.”
“He might be an asshole about it.”
“I’m going to honor his wishes,” Eve said warningly. “We were in love once. I owe him that much. I think you know that.”
“Fine,” Danny said, his eyes flaring with something unrecognizable as he let them run over her longingly. “But let me handle him. I’ll talk to him about it and if he says yes, I’ll have him let you know.”
Eve smiled. “Sounds good to me. That wasn’t a conversation I was looking forward
to.”
She pushed away from him, having to forcibly move his arm from where he held
her trapped against the table. She grabbed her coffee, taking a long sip of it, savoring it once more.
“This is one awesome cup of coffee,” she said as she turned to leave, taking another sip because she was in dire need of it. “If the sex isn’t worth it, the coffee may be.”
“Eve.”
She turned around, raising her eyebrows curiously when she saw Danny was following her down the hallway. He leaned against the wall, his eyes running hungrily over her body, scorching her from across the hall.
“The sex’ll be worth it,” he said in that low, silky voice of his that sent tingles dancing across her already sensitive skin. “I’ll make sure of it.”
“Make sure you do,” Eve said in a low, taunting voice of her own. “I have high expectations and in my life expectation almost always leads to disappointment.”
“Not this time, Evie Girl,” Danny said with a sly smile. “I’m gonna rock your world.”
She nodded as she pushed open the door to the guest bedroom. Her heart was pounding wildly out of control. She closed the door and sucked in an unsteady breath now that she was safely out of sight. Her body pulsed and throbbed from the images running
“What about Paul?” Eve whispered, half worrying he’d walk in and find them in the compromising situation. “Is this fair to him?”
“He’s getting married,” Danny said, choking on the words as he said it, making it obvious he wasn’t pleased. “Trust me, he’s dedicated to the bitch. He won’t leave her, not after all this time. He’s determined to create some sort of stereotypical, perfect American life for himself—one that will make his father proud of him.”
“His father is an asshole,” Eve said bitterly, remembering Paul’s father, a brutish bull of a man who ruled his family with fists and pain instead of love. “Why does he still give a shit what that bastard thinks?”
“I dunno,” Danny said, sounding tired. “I just know I’m lonely and finding you feels like the best thing that’s happened to me in a very long time.”
“You’re sweet.” Eve reached up to cup his cheek as a surge of caring mingled with the lust, making her chest ache. “But I just got out of a bad relationship. My life is a mess. I’m living with my parents. I got no job, no money—”
“Give me a shot,” Danny said pleadingly. “I’ll only hang around until you’re sick of me. There’re no strings, Evie Girl. You can tell me to get lost at any time and I will.”
For some reason, Eve knew he was telling the truth. Danny was a lot of things but a liar wasn’t one of them.
Her body throbbed with pent-up frustration so profound she could taste it. It had been a miserable year for her. She was depressed over her life, her mother was driving her insane and what else did she have to do? Sex with a charming man, one of her oldest friends, someone she was comfortable with, who also happened to bleed raw sensuality so potently she could taste it.
She would be a certifiable idiot to turn down an offer like that.
“I want to talk to Paul about it,” Eve said, placing a hand against his bare chest and closing her eyes when she felt a rush of longing to caress him. “It’ll be awkward if I don’t. You two live together. I want to make sure he’s all right with it.”
“He might be an asshole about it.”
“I’m going to honor his wishes,” Eve said warningly. “We were in love once. I owe him that much. I think you know that.”
“Fine,” Danny said, his eyes flaring with something unrecognizable as he let them run over her longingly. “But let me handle him. I’ll talk to him about it and if he says yes, I’ll have him let you know.”
Eve smiled. “Sounds good to me. That wasn’t a conversation I was looking forward
to.”
She pushed away from him, having to forcibly move his arm from where he held
her trapped against the table. She grabbed her coffee, taking a long sip of it, savoring it once more.
“This is one awesome cup of coffee,” she said as she turned to leave, taking another sip because she was in dire need of it. “If the sex isn’t worth it, the coffee may be.”
“Eve.”
She turned around, raising her eyebrows curiously when she saw Danny was following her down the hallway. He leaned against the wall, his eyes running hungrily over her body, scorching her from across the hall.
“The sex’ll be worth it,” he said in that low, silky voice of his that sent tingles dancing across her already sensitive skin. “I’ll make sure of it.”
“Make sure you do,” Eve said in a low, taunting voice of her own. “I have high expectations and in my life expectation almost always leads to disappointment.”
“Not this time, Evie Girl,” Danny said with a sly smile. “I’m gonna rock your world.”
She nodded as she pushed open the door to the guest bedroom. Her heart was pounding wildly out of control. She closed the door and sucked in an unsteady breath now that she was safely out of sight. Her body pulsed and throbbed from the images running
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