EVE
Eve sat up and looked at him. His eyes were gold-green—tiger eyes. He was gorgeous. Nearly six feet tall, he was lean and muscled. He had longish tawny hair and face that belonged in GQ. He listened to her rant, his expression one of comfort and concern. His fingers sifted through her hair. "I love the new style. Did you add red highlights?"
"Yes. You notice everything."
"I can't stop looking at you." He cradled her face and nibbled on her bottom lip. He pressed her into the bed and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. "Let me love you."
"Always."
Steven's long fingers stroked the skin revealed by the vee of her silk shirt. Eve nearly purred when his hand dipped inside her bra to cup her breast. He pinched her nipple, chuckling at her murmured request to do it again.
He undid each button, kissing each sliver of revealed skin until the blouse fell away. He pressed his face against her belly and whispered, "I've missed you."
