As he crossed the bridge to New Jersey, Evan drove quickly, at the same speed as his thoughts, he could tell.

He had to tell Chloe how much he missed her scent, her laughter, her voice. Even when she spoke without thinking. He missed every part of her body, the touches, the teasing.

Evan needed her more than he could ever imagine.

He couldn't wait another minute to see her and bring her home.

Evan grinned at the thought that he sounded like a passionate teenager. ...