They were there for revenge. Neither expected the instant pull of attraction, the sharp tug of desire, or the incredible emotional bond that would form in the few hours they were together.

A moment in time. A small slice of heaven. That’s what Mia Sutherland had thought when she shed her inhibitions with Jace Wallace. But when her old insecurities return, she slips away.

Mia will become Jace’s every thought, every breath, his every want, need and desire. But it’s more than lust, more than sex. They’d gone too fast. Moved from strangers to lovers in the span of a few hours. Now Jace has to turn back time, court Mia the old fashioned way which means “hands off”.

Not so easy to do when “hands on” is all either one can think about.



        “Don’t go, Mia.”
        Her gaze traveled up to his and her resolve faltered. Again.  “Jase--”
        “Hear me out. Listen to what I have to say and if you still want to go, I’ll drive you home.”
        She didn’t want to be in the car with him again. Too many memories. Too many regrets. Too much sexual tension humming between them that threatened to obliterate those regrets.
        “Please,” he added.
        He’d said that word another time. Several times. But one time stuck out from the others--when he’d handed her his business card and nearly begged her to call him. A part of her wanted to prove a point by walking away, by not listening to what he had to say.
        Instead, she slid back on her seat. Jase released her and leaned back. Tension--with an edge of something she couldn’t identify--radiated from him.
        The waitress came with their order.
        “The night of the reunion scared you,” he said, pushing his plate away.
        “No, it didn’t.” The denial came automatically. She pushed her plate away as well. Suddenly, food wasn’t important.
        “Mia.” Her name came out on a sigh of frustration. “Be honest with me. You’re scared because you’ve never acted that way before. Would it help if I said it scared the hell out of me too?”
        “Only if it’s the truth.”
        “It is. I’ve never felt that way before. And I’m not talking purely sexual here.”
        She glanced around at the other diners. “Jase, please--”
        “We went about it the wrong way. We didn’t get to know each other first. I’d like to start over, to get to know you.”
        She stared at him, unable to come up with an intelligent word other than “Huh?” But then her tongue kicked into gear. “What are you trying to say?”
        His lips twitched as if he were holding back a smile. Amusement danced in those yummy eyes. “In high school I always heard about these couples who were ‘going out’ but I never got the chance to ask a girl to ‘go with me.’ Will you go with me, Mia?”
        Go with him? What the heck was he talking about? He was gorgeous and confident. Surely he’d had scores of girls flocking to him, wanting to “go with him.”
        She swallowed the lump in her throat as it all sank in. “Are you...” She cleared her throat. “Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?”
        He tilted his head. The sun shining through the window turned his hair a burnished gold. “Yes.”
        That lump in her throat grew until it threatened to choke off her air supply. She’d never had a man ask her to be his girlfriend. Never.