🗝️Detective Ryker Viltarin must uncover dark secrets before he loses not only his heart but also his life.🗝️
You're on your own, far from home
The wind is blowing in the top of the pines
A gloomy sky where the sun never shines
Deep...
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If that wasn't what she wanted...?
The words seeped through the veiled mind, and Eve couldn't help but laugh softly, which sprang a little bumpily from her lips.
Oh fuck, and how she wanted that!
She would never have let it come to this if it had been any other way.
The fact that he asked her, of all people, was absurd. Ryker was a ten on the scale; she was maybe a three. Rio had often stood there giggling and nudging her with his elbow because they had both watched him a little longer - simply because he was hot. Even under a sweater or shirt, you could see the muscular arms stretching as he worked. Ryker had a broad back and narrow hips, and... shit, how many times had she secretly imagined what he might look like underneath?
But someone like Ryker would never look like a woman like her. Why would he? A hot guy like him certainly had other choices than a mother with a child—especially one with her flaws. At least, that's what she had thought.
But now he was standing here with her... and just the sight of the water drenching his hair and the drops running the sinful distance down his shoulders, toned chest, and the hot muscles of the implied six-pack of his stomach. There, they strayed into the sexy love trail of dark hair that inevitably drew her gaze to his handsome, towering manhood. Beneath her
Was her mouth dry, or was her mouth watering?
This man was sinful and could have escaped Riona's romance novels. Guys like that could have a hot woman in their arms. You had to be realistic. So, it was enough for her to look at him or simply indulge in one or two secret fantasies on quiet evenings.
That's why this moment was like a dream.
Not only because it was still wrapped in a light fog that wafted somewhere at the edge of her idle thoughts. It had also been far too long since anyone had touched her in this way or desired her. But now she saw his gaze focused on her. And the way he was looking at her... dispelled a hot tingle in her womb.
There was no doubt in her mind that he wanted her. Whether it was simply pity, a one-night stand for him, or desire that had merely built up for too long and was now being released on her of all people...
