chapter 7

Eva arrived home from dinner with her team feeling just full enough, with a slight buzz.

They'd taken the shuttle van into town and that had meant no one had to be a designated driver.

Wine had flowed freely. Well, as freely as it could given no one drank more than a glass, preferring the thrill of intellectual discussion to the mental blurriness of too much alcohol.

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But just this once Eva had passed up the wine and gone with a margarita. That was fine, but she'd ordered a second one and was absolutely feeling it as she climbed the stairs to her bedroom.

As she reached the landing, she was two doors and was reminded that it was also the same floor with Liam's bedroom.

What an interesting fact, she thought as she paused and stared at the firmly closed door. He was in there. By himself, she would guess.

So what exactly was he getting up to?

She was pretty confident he was stretched out on the bed, watching TV or reading.

But this was her buzz, and she could imagine him waiting for her