Ashes of the heart

erself - but the road back to the

ky, casting long shadows across the hills, painting the land gold and burnt orange. It was too

why Cole Hart rat

was rugged in the unselfconscious way - the kind of good-looking that didn't rely on angles or clean

an who hadn't let himself wan

e her

ade her c

ngine. The silence out here was heavy. No sirens, no hum of traffic.

erself in the rearview mirror. Lips glo

for

herself

matter. The mir

just about Ro

r, so lonely without even realizing it. Eve knew that kind of loneliness. She'd worn it like a se

- the way he watched his daughter with an intensity that bordered on reverence. The way his jaw twitched when he held back

t just at

intoxic

terrifie

ose. She didn't need to fix a man again. Didn't want t

wasn't asking

ning her to

how close she could get before

arted the

spotted him. Already working. Shirt damp with sweat, sleeves pushed up, ch

mach fli

ered, rolling her

e smiled. Ju

e, there was something thrilling about watchi