Finding Eva (Highland Creek Series) by Marie Garner Page B

we just say goodbye in the car, and I will call you tomorrow.” He leaned in and kissed her tonight, sweetly laying his lips on hers.
    It took about thirty seconds before Eva decided that wasn’t enough and opened her lips to him while she reached up and grabbed him on the side of the head. They never seemed to be able to take it slow, their kisses running hot the minute their lips touched. Aaron pulled her closer, trying to get her hips as close as he could despite the tight spot in the car. She assisted, half straddling him as she struggled to get all the way on his lap, pressing her thigh into his arousal. They continued to kiss until she moved to get more comfortable, accidently kneeing his dick with her knee.
    “Oh shit,” he said, jerking his lips and pushing her to the side while he moved his legs together, trying to protect his dick.
    “Oh my gosh!” She gasped, hands over her mouth, moving toward him to help but when he turned away from her to cup his abused penis, she backed away. “I’m so sorry; I don’t know how that happened.”
    “It’s … ok …” he struggled to say, his face a surprising shade of red as he tried to breathe through the pain. She kneed the shit out of him, and the pain was horrible. He thought he was dying and wished that something would mercifully cut it off.
    “Is there something I can do?” She looked lost, normally not kneeing a guy that she was trying to have sex with. The way he was acting, you would think she had crushed it.
    “No, no,” he said, waving her off as he continued to take deep breaths in an attempt to help the constant shooting pain.
    He rested his head on the window, cupping his penis and breathing deep for what seemed like hours but was probably closer to minutes before he felt like he could talk again. He looked at Eva to see her watching him wide-eyed, not knowing what to say.
    “Ok,” he said, feeling like he could breathe normally and move gingerly without feeling like he should wish for death.
    “How about we call it a night because my jewels can’t take any more attention tonight?” She laughed at his question, causing him to stare at her in wonder. “Are you seriously laughing at me? You did this!”
    She grabbed his arm. “I’m sorry,” she said, still laughing, “I can’t help it. You look so sad, and I do feel bad. I have a feeling I am going to be very fond of that part, and I would never do anything to hurt it.” She blinked adoringly at him, and he laughed despite the pain because she looked so funny trying to make sure he wasn’t mad at her.
    “Just know next time you hurt it, I will expect you to kiss it and make it better.”
    She leaned in with her lips pressed slightly to him. “I would kiss it anytime to make it better.” She leaned closer and their lips connected in a whisper before she turned and left to go inside. Aaron was forced to adjust himself yet again, now uncomfortable for a completely different reason.

E va didn’t even pause when she heard the crash from upstairs, something she had gotten used to in the last couple of days that Conner had been working. She had settled into a pattern of some sort, going through her mother’s stuff during the day as Conner worked on the bathroom, which still looked like someone had set off a bomb inside. After going through the letters the other night, none of her mother’s other belongings had anything that pertained to her. Even still, she felt like all the clothes, knickknacks, and journals that she read gave her insight into the woman that had birthed her. Her mother had an extensive travel journal, and reading about what she thought of different places while looking at the stuff she collected made her feel closer to her. Just by seeing the Gombey ragdoll she got in Bermuda, the pashmina from India, and the set of antlers she got from Jackson Hole, Wyoming, Eva began to see her as an eclectic person that enjoyed local flair wherever she went.
    From the whimsical to the