What the hell just happened? Emma lay, staring at the closed door and wondering when the tables had turned. The Jake that had come out of the bathroom was not the same man who had only moments ago taken her to heights of bliss she had never before known. That was not the same man who she had opened her heart to.

Determined not to panic, Emma tried to organize the events in logical order. Fun day. Nice dinner. Sexy times. Nope. None of those things should have turned Jake into the piece ...