Chapter 3
For months, Jake had wanted Eva. He'd imagined her dark blonde hair spread across his pillow. He’d spent hours of his life contemplating the shade of her n*****s. Light pink? Dark rose? And he’d spent countless nights wondering how he’d take her first.
Now he fixed her hair as she snuggled against his chest, still half-dressed on the couch as they hadn’t fully taken off anything.
Not once had he thought he’d take her like an animal on his office sofa. And he certainly hadn’t thought she’d offer her affection. Jake had stopped thinking Eva might be a spy when it turned out his suspicions early on had been right on the money regarding the other ladies.
Once Caitlyn, and then Lois, had confessed, he'd thought he was in the clear.
When Emily had been kidnapped, he’d held Eva--wh
