The woman’s little face rubbed against his arm. The scorching her from her face brought a sense of ambiguous sexiness.

Henry’s Adam’s apple bobbed and said in a hoarse voice, “Okay, wait a minute.”

He pulled off the car at the side of the road, took out a new bottle of mineral water from the trunk, and returned to the car, carefully feeding the water to her mouth.

“Zoe, drink some water.”

Zoe held his hands and took several gulps.

The heat in her throat was temporarily diluted by ...