Chapter 83

Once outside the diner, Avri jerked her arm away from Josh's heavy possessive hand.

"So, who was the crude dude back there? Do you know him?" Josh asked.

"He's an old high school friend. We all grew up together." Avri spit out the words choking her, while her blood pounded in her head. She walked toward her car, pulling her coat closed against the cold night air, as Josh followed. If he expected a kiss goodnight, he was going to be extremely disappointed.

She wanted to get away as fast as she could. She had to deal with the feelingsGod, there were so many emotions slammed at her right now. She felt everythingpain and anguish, pity and anger to carnal desire from standing so close to Dillon. She could have reached out and touched him. Almost. And she'd wanted to touch him so badlyto fall into his familiar embrace and inhale his scent, to return to the night when they'd made love and their son.

"Not a very friendly man, is he?" Josh commented as he looked back at the closed door. She