The world was suddenly cold and clear again. The prior sweet moments vanished, and the metallic taste of adrenaline took over.

Alessandro was already in motion, a predator responding to menace. He quickly put on his pants, picked up his gun, and threw Eva’s. The look in his eyes shifted from a gentle openness to a cold, hard stare.

“Lock the door when I leave. Only Jeremy and I can open it. You got that panic button?”

Eva’s heart was pounding, and she started getting ready. It was a ...