Sam stared at the space where a moment ago Evie had stood. Was she still there, staring back at him? Probably. More importantly, had she really said she wanted him to have sex with her?

He didn't think that would be a hardship. His raging hard-on was shouting for joy.

Tomorrow, she'd said, she'd have a little longer. He glanced at his watch. 12:06. She'd been here for just under six minutes.

Last night he'd seen her vanish at about 12:03.

Did that mean her time ...