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this was the last person he wanted to realize that. Opening the door, he fixed a pleasant smile on his face. “Eve, what a surprise. I thought I was picking you up at seven. We’re still going, right?”
    “Um . . .” Eve blinked, blue eyes drifting from his face to his chest, and lower still. Her gaze snapped up to his and she gave a shaky laugh. “Of course! But in the meantime, I figured you might need these.” She thrust out a hand.
    Sean was barely aware of the small items he took from her grasp. Much more important was the electric zing that shot through him at the brush of their fingers. And the fact that she’d been checking him out. Really looking him over and not bothering to hide it.
    Me. A man more than ten years her senior. Does she like what she sees?
    God knew he appreciated Eve as a man does a woman, and his body was coming alive as it hadn’t in years. Yawning awake like a bear ravenous from a long, cold winter in hibernation. His cock began to fill, harden painfully in his jeans, and he prayed she didn’t notice. Christ, he was staring at her like a complete fool.
    With an effort, he forced his attention to the items he held. “My wallet and sunglasses? Where did you find these?”
    “I didn’t.” She shrugged. “Val found them in the men’s restroom when he came in for B-shift. I offered to bring them by here, but I went home and changed, ran some errands first. Hope you haven’t needed them.”
    “No, I haven’t gone anywhere.” He smiled. “Guess I forgot to pick them up after I changed out of my wet clothes earlier. Thanks for bringing them.”
    Her answering smile lit her beautiful face. “You’re welcome.”
    “Jesus, where are my manners! Come in for a while?”
    “Sure, I’d like that.”
    Moving aside, he let her in and closed the door. While Eve made a circuit of the living room, curiously examining her surroundings, he admired a much better view.
    Curly dark hair fell to her shoulders over her black jacket, and he wondered if it would be as soft as it looked as he ran his fingers through the silky mass. Her pointy little chin, pert nose, and long lashes were the icing on a pretty, sweet profile—yet the woman was anything but dainty. Her body was long and lean, not an ounce of fat on her frame. Her jeans hugged a high, round ass that flexed as she moved, and his mouth watered at the thought of digging his fingers into the supple, bronzed flesh as he pounded into her.
    Oh, God, stop it!
    Eve wasn’t just a gorgeous package; she was mentally tough as well. The woman took no crap from anyone, even her own captain when she knew she was right. She was an excellent firefighter and paramedic, strong as any man. Had to be in order to pass the strenuous physical tests. He’d seen her in action many times over the years, and she never ceased to make him proud.
    She was an intriguing mix of strength and femininity, and he was mesmerized.
    “Sean?”
    He shook himself. “I’m sorry. What?”
    “I said you have a lovely home.”
    Glancing around, he tried to see the place through her eyes. “Thanks, but it hasn’t been a home in a long time. I’ve been thinking of selling.”
    “Really? I can’t picture you stuck in town.”
    “Me, either, which is why if I do sell, I’ll probably move to another place with acreage so I can take the horses. It’s just . . .” He sighed. “When Blair and I got married, she took one look at this house and the land, and had to have it. I couldn’t afford the mortgage back then, on a firefighter’s starting salary, but Blair’s family is old money. And what Blair wanted . . .”
    He trailed off, feeling incredibly disloyal despite the old barb that remained under his skin over the matter.
    “Blair got,” Eve finished.
    “Yeah. It always seemed more her home than mine, even when Bobby and Mia came along. Still does.” He sucked in a slow breath, aware that he’d mentioned his children without falling totally apart. That was progress,