Eva can’t believe Joseph dares to show his face after he cheated on her with a stripper. She kicked him out, and despite his claims of being assigned to protect her from the Cartel, she has no desire to let him back in. Her life very well might be in danger, but she fears more for the safety of her heart. Six weeks ago, Joseph’s life with Eva was decimated. Every day since, he’s fought to win back her love. But everything conspires against him. Even her father has kept them apart…until Eva’s life is jeopardized. Joseph could care less if she despises the very thought of him being by her side. His duty is to keep her alive, even if being her bodyguard ends up being the death of him. Can they put their painful history aside and work together against her enemy? Or will the past prove too strong to be overcome?
What’s going on?”
“I’ll tell you everything. But not until I get you inside. Take me to your place.”
She laughed. “Hell, no.” Worried or not, he would get nowhere near her apartment ever again. “I told you when I kicked you out you’d never be welcome inside my house again. Nothing has changed. I’m a big girl, I can handle myself.” She took a step away and once again he took her by the elbow.
This time, Joseph didn’t halt but grabbed her and dragged her behind him. “No, you can’t. And if you won’t take me to your place, I’ll just lead the way. Either way, I’m getting in.” He tugged her toward the red-roofed, stucco building Eva lived in, and she tensed.
“Go to hell!” She struggled against his hold, but he didn’t even pause. She tried to dig her heels into the cement and yanked her arm but failed to free herself from his grip. “I’ll scream.”
He leaned toward her, getting in her face. “You wouldn’t dare.” Without waiting for her reaction, he continued to escort her toward her building.
She opened her mouth, took a deep breath, and yelled, “Help—”
Joseph stopped, eyes wide, he spun her until she rested against the wall of a nearby building. She had time to yelp before he crushed his lips to hers and thrust his tongue inside her mouth.
She pushed against his shoulders, and he groaned, deepening the kiss. She longed to bite his tongue, to kick him in the balls, but damn it, he felt so good. It might have been six weeks since he’d last kissed her, but her body remembered him well—including all the feelings he brought out within her—and wanted more.
She pulled him closer while he slid his palms down her back and cupped her buttocks, hauling her up tight against his erection. She groaned in unison with him. He tore his mouth away and nibbled on her right ear.
“God, Eva, I’ve missed you so much.” Nothing he could have said would have sobered her more. Man, but he had some cojones telling her he missed her! He’d cheated on her, not the other way around. She jerked out of his hold and slapped him hard across the face.