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“I’ll be back.”
    Eva listened to Mox’s thundering foot-falls as he descended the stairs. Apprehension settled in her chest like a lead weight. She breathed a little easier when Rhys disappeared into the bathroom. Had his comment been a simple jest? The expectation of sex for food and shelter certainly wasn’t a new concept. If that was what Rhys had been insinuating, who was owed? The question made her stomach churn.
    Biting her lip, she slipped out of her sleeping bag. Rolling it up neatly, she turned to do the same with the others. She was folding the hide-a-bed away when the bathroom door opened. Picking up the rich leather cushions, she hastily set the couch to rights, eager to stay busy.
    Her ears strained, trying to track his movements behind her. She stroked a suede throw pillow. Her heart leapt as he flopped down on the couch. Stumbling back a step, she tried to nonchalantly put the furniture between them. It was a flimsy deterrent.
    “So where’re you from?”
    The question startled her. Her mind raced. Why did he want to know that? She felt her cheeks color, mentally kicking herself. It was a common enough question among strangers. Maybe she was over thinking things. “Sandusky.”
    He nodded, and she let her breath out. It wasn’t exactly a lie.
    “We’ve been there for bike week several times. Mox and Garrett love Cedar Point.”
    “But not you?”
    “That’s not really my thing,” he said, shrugging. “But they’re both roller coaster freaks.”
    Eva couldn’t help smiling at the tiny insight into her giant. “I worked there for a couple seasons.”
    “That’s what Mox wanted to do when he grew up.”
    “Did he decide it was too long of a commute?”
    “Nah, we’re still waiting on him to grow up.”
    Eva giggled. “He looks like a big boy to me.”
    “Looks can be deceiving. He’s a big kid.”
    “There can’t be that many years between you two.”
    “Just five and a half months,” Rhys said and then chuckled watching her forehead furrow in confusion. “It’s a long story.”
    Eva wisely shut her mouth. Hugging herself, she moved to peek out the window at the nearly blinding winter wonderland. She searched the street. The sun had come out and its rays danced over the ice-covered town. It was beautiful, and yet she found herself missing the obscurity the storm had offered. A chill crept down her spine and she tilted the wood slats closed.
    The storm would have slowed them, but Rocco would have his thugs out in full force now. Contacting her grandparents in Atlanta would just paint a target on them. Even if she had money, Rocco’s men would be watching the airports, bus terminals, and motels. She bit her thumbnail, doubt worming in with the fear. If she crawled back now… She shook her head. Her stomach twisted. There had to be another way. If there was one thing she was certain of, it was that Rocco would kill her this time.
     
     
    Chapter ~ 4
     
    The Weather Channel droned in the background as Ginny finished loading the dishwasher and closed the door with a bump of her hip. Hitting the button, she looked expectantly at her husband, or at least the newspaper that hid his face.
    “So?”
    “Breakfast was great.”
    Rolling her eyes heavenward, Ginny reached across the breakfast bar to bat the paper down. “Seriously? You think I’m fishing for compliments on my French toast after twenty years?”
    Hazel and blue locked over the crumpled paper until a slight twitch of Zeke’s lips gave his deadpan stare away. Ginny smirked in triumph and he gave her a sexy wink before sobering.
    “I think you need to remember that, regardless of some similarities, this girl is not you.” Zeke held up a hand to stall her protests. “I’d known you your entire life, before that night behind The Lantern. You knew me enough to trust that I would deal with your father. We had history. Mox doesn’t know anything about this girl. We don’t even know who or what she’s running