She was drinking him in. Her mind was a riot of a thousand multicoloured thoughts jostling for attention. He finished his story and she smiled and lau...hed with her mouth open, though she had not listened to anything he had said. A silence descended between them. Her mind had already raced ahead to how the evening would end. She had told herself to take it easy this time, but when she drank in his smile, she wanted to have him right there in the bar. In the silence, they both tuned in to the. " Try considering it before you have another one of those," he said, pointing at my drink. "We wouldn't want you seeing double."He grinned knowingly at me. It was evident I hadn't followed his warped reasoning."Seeing four of Melanie's huge hooters could permanently scar even the most diehard tit man!" Listen Brandon," he quipped as he started walking away. "I'll save you a spot up there. And dude ... stop checking out my ass!"His laughter trailed behind him as he left the bar.I caught myself. Moisture trickled down her thigh. He used his teeth to pull her ring past her knuckle and kissed her fingertip."I would take this now, if I could," he said.She wanted to open the door and invite him inside. Her body begged her to do it. Instead, she curled her fingers to keep her ring from falling off and withdrew her hand."In one day, Prince," she said in a shaking voice."Sleep well tonight, then," Julian answered. There was insinuation in his tone that spiked her need.She closed the door and. . I’m...” Eva had a hard time catching her breath. “I’m flying to Virginia on Sunday. I wasn’t going to come back until the eighteenth, but if you’d like to do some more sample painting, I could come back a week earlier. If you want.” She looked at me.“I want,” I whispered. She shuddered again.The immediate concern was getting all of us where we needed to go for the holiday. Mary flew out Saturday morning and Eva on Sunday afternoon. We went out and got a small Christmas tree for our house on.