Jake glanced in the direction of approaching blonde hair for a moment, some inner sense to turn that way, then did a double take when he realized that small blonder wavy-haired girl was, in fact, Emma. And she looked fucking amazing.

Holy hell.

Her hair had been cut to above shoulder length; somehow, the waves had only gotten wilder and sexier, with shorter, blonder highlights. They lightened her honey-blonde and framed that perfect face in a way that made every single nerve in ...