Page 2 of Fall Into Temptation
Eden took a threatening step toward Mr. Nose for News, leaving Eva exposed. Donovan stared, then swore, and stalked back to his car. Eva promised herself right then and there that she wouldn’t leave her house ever again.
“I have a right to bring Blue Moon the news,” Anthony yelped as Eden made a swipe at his camera.
The sheriff, without a hint of humor, clapped a hand on the shoulder of Blue Moon’s poor excuse for a journalist. He towered over Anthony, his broad shoulders blocking out the rest of the world. “Count of three, Anthony. If you’re still taking pictures or video or painting a damn picture, I’m cuffing you.”
Anthony lowered his camera reluctantly. “Can I at least shoot the fire?” he asked, dejected.
“Fire only. You swing that thing at these two one more time and you won’t like the consequences,” Donovan promised.
Anthony scampered off to get a better view of the smoke that was pouring from the back of the shop.
Donovan closed the gap between them and Eva tried to cover her chest and crotch regions.Why were her hands so damn small?
“Here.” His voice was gruff, but the cotton t-shirt he dragged over her head was oh so soft. It smelled incredible.
“Thanks,” Eva said, crossing her arms in front of her chest to ward off the chill. He had a good foot on her, and the t-shirt hit her at the knee, covering every bit that needed covered. She wanted to pull the shirt up over her nose and take a deep breath, but that would be weird and creepy with witnesses.
“You two all right?” he asked.
Tongue-tied Eva nodded.
“We’re fine, Sheriff,” Eden answered for the both of them.
“I gotta go do some traffic control before some idiot drives into a house,” Donovan announced.
Eva nodded again.
“When do you think we can get our stuff, Sheriff?” Eden asked. Obviously, the woman was immune to sexy, Eva decided.
Donovan squinted at the building. Flames were visible in the windows now. “Not sure. I’ll check with the chief and let you both know.”
Mayva was shouting orders at the firefighters. “Forget the clearance rack! Save the leathers! Oh, and there’s this really cute tunic I had my eye on! No, not that one!”
Satisfied that everyone was alive and staying a reasonable distance from the flames, Donovan jogged off into the street leaving Eva to enjoy the view of his well-toned ass in his uniform pants.
“Well, I don’t know about you, but I could use a drink and some pants,” Eden announced.
“My place is two blocks over. I have a six-pack of John Pierce Brew in my fridge and at least four clean pairs of yoga pants,” Eva offered.
“Winner!”
CHAPTER TWO
Eva had just popped the top on Eden’s beer when the front door of the cottage burst open. “I can’t leave you alone for two seconds without you nearly dying naked in a fire!” Eva’s sister Gia, all long red curls and yoga wear, stormed into the house dragging her husband behind her. “Why didn’t you call me?”
“My phone is in my pants, which are on the floor of the dressing room of Second Chances.” At least she wouldn’t have to deal with the dozens of texts and calls from nosy family and neighbors checking in to make sure she was okay, made it home, and put on some clothes.
“Hi, Eden,” Beckett said, offering a wave. “How’s the B&B?”
“Business is booming. How’s the lawyer/mayor biz?”
“Small talk later!” Gia shoved her phone in Eva’s face. “Explain!”
“I’m going to kill that Anthony guy,” Eva gasped, yanking the phone out of her sister’s grip. Eden crowded in to study the image on the screen. Eva, in her mismatched bra and underwear, was cowering behind the pantless Eden. Sheriff Cardona was staring at them both as if they were a zoo exhibit.
“At least we look pretty good,” Eden sighed. “Toned. Right?”
Gia snatched her phone back. “You both look great. Now, how did you start the fire?”
