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Exactly.
No time to think about how she had lost her damn mind.
13
JAKE HAD THOUGHT of nothing else for the rest of the day but the image of Eva with her head dropped back against her bathroom mirror, moaning his name. Like a mosquito circling his head, the image wouldn't leave him alone. It popped up when he brushed his teeth. And when he pulled on his pajama pants. And damn sure when he slid beneath the sheets in the quiet darkness of his room.
He'd promised himself that when he logged into his shift at the station he would put aside the memory of Eva spread before him sighing with pleasure. Just like laundry he would put it away, compartmentalize neatly... not that he knew what that looked like. Neat freak he wasn't.
But when it came down to it, he sorta failed at tucking the image away anyway.
Because when he got to work, Eva somehow looked more sensuous in her uniform than ever before. Which he knew was crazy because she'd dressed as she'd always dressed-gray polo shirt monogrammed with MBFD tucked into navy uniform pants, dark nonslip-sole shoes on her feet. Her hair lay braided down her back, not a trace of makeup beyond slick lip gloss. But somehow she looked smoking hot.
"You going to eat that last piece of cornbread?" he asked her.
She didn't answer. Just passed him the platter holding one lonely piece of cornbread. Dutch and Hank looked sorry they hadn't thought to ask first.
"Thanks," he said, taking the platter and setting it on the corner of the table.
"What's up with you two?" Hank asked, scraping the last of the beef stew out of the pot.
"Nothing," Eva said, not looking at any of the men. Her spoon had her full attention.
"Well, usually y'all are jabbering up a storm, but for the past few weeks it's been weird. Is it because Wendell is retiring and a spot is up for grabs?"
''Nope," Jake said, shaking his head. "Guess me and Eva have just run outta things to say."
Hank barked a laugh. ''About damn time. I was tired of talking about the Eric Church concert or who's gonna kill who on the nextWalking Deadepisode."
Eva stood up, the sound of her chair screeching making them all wince. “I’m going to bed. I've got a headache."
"It's only eight o'clock. Thought we were going to binge watchKilling Eve?”Dutch asked.
''No, I've been getting up early with Charlie and I'm beat. Need some z's."
The other two men looked at Jake with questions in their eyes. They knew something was wrong between him and Eva, but it wasn't as if Jake could casually say, "Yeah, I went down on her last night in the middle of her half brother's birthday party."
Seemed rather inappropriate dinner conversation.
"But it ended in a cliffhanger," Dutch said.
“I’ll watch it later,” Eva replied moving down the hall. The click of her bedroom door sounded louder than normal.
"What did you do?" Hank asked, leaning back with a belch. "She's acting weird."
"It's probably because of her brother," Jake offered, averting his gaze. He didn't want the guys to see the truth in his eyes.
Uh, what that truth was could be a lot of things. Hell, Jake didn't know which way was up when it came to Eva. All he knew was she drove him nuts. He hadn't planned what had happened in the bathroom yesterday. He'd gone in after her to grab a towel for himself so he could get the wieners inside and set up the hot dog bar for the boys. Her room door had been open a crack, and he could see into the mirror hanging over her bed... which reflected Eva pulling off her shirt.
It was as if his feet moved on their own accord. Before he knew it, he'd walked into her room and rounded the corner of the bathroom. And there she stood, breasts so... he really didn't have words for them. They were so perfect. Her stomach was flat, slightly ripped. Her panties delicate against the smooth, rounded hips. She was like an Amazon goddess- lean, muscular and very, very feminine.
He hadn't been able to leave.
Not even if a serial killer with a chain saw had been after him. Nothing could have made him leave.
Except maybe Eva herself.
But he'd seen the desire in her eyes- she wouldn't tell him no. And what ensued was the sweetest thing he'd done in forever and a day.
