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voice greets me.
    I look up to see Asher leaning against a black Aston Martin DB9 , my dream car. Damn if he isn’t looking every bit as delicious as he normally does. I really need to get my head examined.
    My lips form a tight line. “Why do you care?” It comes out harsher than I meant it too. Why does this guy get under my skin?
    The unnerving guy holds his stance, his scrutiny still focused on me. I try to ignore the burning sensation his gaze causes as it settles into my skin. I’m definitely not cold anymore.
    Asher breaks the awkward silence after a few moments. “Do I make you anxious, Eve?”
    “No.” I shiver but for a different reason now. My name sounds like a prayer on his lips.
    Nodding his head in understanding, he prowls over to me like a predator who has its prey in their trap. “You sure?” he whispers.
    Holding my position, I lift my chin and attempt to show him he doesn’t affect me. “Yes.” 
    Asher stops in front of me, bends down and forc es me to look him in the eye. My eyelids flutter just the tiniest bit at his body’s nearness to mine. Damn traitorous body .
    The corners of his mouth lift smugly as he moves closer. So close I can feel his minty warm breath on my lips. Chuckling quietly, he takes off his jacket and my heart begins doing back flips. His shoulders are really broad.  Slowly, he leans forward, wrapping his leather coat over my shoulders, engulfing me with warmth and his intoxicating scent. 
    His lips brush the tip of my ear and he whispers , “Breathe.”
    As soon as the word is off his lip s, I will my body not to convulse right there. Large hands grip my waist to steady me so I don’t fall and make a complete ass of myself.
    Being this close to him is making me lightheaded. I sway, my body humming with a strange energy.  I think I might just black out.
    “S- sorry,” slips from my lips.
    “I’ve got you,” he says , increasing the pressure of his hold.
    His words set off a strange sense of déjà vu but it disappears, replaced by the bizarre need to stay in his strong, secure arms forever.
    Asher’s face so ftens as he looks at me, almost as if he’s seeing me for the first time. I hold back the small sigh that begs to come out as he runs both his hands up my arms, steadying me before placing one on each side of my neck.
    My eyes lift and lock with his. I swear he looks like he wants to kiss me. To be honest, it’s all I want him to do right now. We hold this position, time standing still, until I break the moment as my eyes flick to his arm, landing on the Celtic cross tattoo.
    Awareness hits him that I’m concentrating on his tattoo and it changes his demeanor from warm and soft to cautious and on edge. His intense voice cuts through the silence.
    “Let’s try this again . Like what you see, siren?”  He drops his hands from me and steps back, cocking his head to the side. Gone is gentle Asher and in his place is the cocky jerk. I’m getting whiplash from all his mood swings.
    “I’ve seen better ,” I retort with a fake smile.
    “So have I,” he shoots back as his eyes wander up my legs to my chest and then to my mouth.
    “Whatever ,” I say, rolling my eyes. “What are you even doing here? Are you following me?”
    He points behind me to the café. “Don’t flatter yourself . I’m here to grab a coffee.”
    Crap. I’m at the coffee shop. I groan. “I just, I mean, I meant. Well, I’m here most Saturdays and I’ve never seen you before, so...” Well, that was articulate, Eve .
    He arches a brow. “Does that disappoint you?”
    I scrunch my nose in annoyance. “No, that’s not what I meant. Would you please stop twisting my words for one second so I can think straight and perhaps be able to articulate clearly and somewhat verbosely.”
    Asher smiles . A real smile. It’s not forced. It looks so good on him he should do it more often.
    He raises his brows. “Okay, sweetheart. I’m waiting. Please enlighten me with your stellar,