The kiss ended, and the silence that followed said everything neither of them would.

Scarlett Summers trembled.

Jeremy Hale moved to kiss her again. She pressed her hands against his chest — no refusal came out, but she wouldn't let him. His eyes were darker than the night. "What's wrong? That was good just now. You still feel something for me."

"That's your imagination."

Scarlett turned her face away.

She wanted to play it off, wanted to say it was ...