Had he stayed, maybe just a few days more, even a week, she might have realized that marrying Matt was the wrong choice. She would have come to understand that passion was much more important than security.
It could just be coincidence, Eve murmured. The last time he was here, I was just head chef. He doesnt know I own the restaurant now.
Or maybe he does and hes come to see you. You wont know unless you go out there and talk to him.
A knock sounded on the walk-in door. Lily grabbed the handle and opened the door. Were almost done, she called.
Eve saw Sarah, their best waitress, standing outside and she stepped around Lily. We are done, she said. What do you need?
Theres a gentleman at table seven whod like to speak to the chef. I think he might know you.
See, Lily said. I told you he came here for a reason. She grabbed Eves arm and steered her out the door. Fluff up your hair, you still have hat head. And put on a fresh jacket. On second thought, dont wear the jacket.
Lily reached for the buttons and Eve slapped her hands away. Have you been spending time with my mother? Because youre beginning to sound exactly like her.
She slipped out of her jacket and tossed it over a stool at the prep table, then ran her fingers through her short-cropped hair. For the first time since her divorce, she regretted not paying more attention to her make-up and wardrobe. Eve had always relied on her natural beauty to get by. So much for taking Charlies breath away.
Gathering her resolve, she pushed on the swinging door and stepped out into the dining room. The Garden Gate was a different restaurant during the daylight hours. Sheets of butcher paper replaced the linen tablecloths. A mish-mash of colorful ceramic stoneware stood in for the more elegant and refined china and crystal they used for the dinner crowd.
He looked up as she approached and her breath caught in her throat. Shed never forgotten those eyes, pale blue and penetrating, as if he could see right inside her soul. And that hair, thick and wavy and streaked by the sun. He was dressed casually, in a faded polo shirt and cargo pants.
Eve pasted a smile on her face. It wouldnt do to seem rattled by his appearance. Shed treat him like any other customer. But try as she might, Eve couldnt forget that this was a customer who had once made her moan with pleasure, who had taken her to places shed never been sexually. She drew a shaky breath. Hello, Charlie.
He stood, dropping his napkin on the table. Hi, Eve. Before she could react, he stepped toward her and placed a kiss on her cheek, his fingers skimming down her bare arm. Its good to see you.
Eves heart slammed her chest and she glanced down at the spot where his fingers had made contact. For a long moment, she couldnt think of a single thing to say. Then she blurted out the first thing that came to mind. Look at that. Youre out of water. Ill go get you another glass.
When she reached the safety of the kitchen, Eve headed right back to the walk-in fridge, ignoring the curious glances of the kitchen staff before slamming the door behind her. She sat down on a crate of potatoes and buried her face in her hands. After all this time, he still had the ability to make her pulse race and her head spin.
How many times had she thought of him over the past five years? As her marriage had deteriorated, hed come to mind more and more often. Shed been left to wonder whether incredible sex twice a year might have been better than a husband whod cheated on her with a series of college co-eds.
Her choice to marry Matt had been the biggest mistake of her life. In truth, she hoped that by accepting Matts proposal, Charlie might make a counteroffer. When he didnt, she decided that Matt was a reasonable alternative. Though they didnt share a wild, uncontrollable desire for each other, she and Matt shared the same goals-buying their own restaurant and turning Eve Keller into a household name.
When a knock sounded on the fridge door, Eve pushed to her feet. Im done, she called. Come on in.
The door opened and to Eves astonishment, Char lie stepped inside, holding an empty glass. Im sorry, but I was getting really thirsty out there and you said you were bringing me water and I- He closed the door and leaned back against it. Slowly, he took a deep breath, then let it out, the air clouding in front of his face. Youre more beautiful than I remembered, Evie.
Eve stiffened her spine. Evie. A tremor rocked her body and she rubbed her arms. She remembered how hed whispered her name as he moved inside of her, his voice inviting her to join him. Come on, Evie. Come with me. Let go.
What are you doing here? Its been five years without a word. And now you show up and expect me to fall for that cheesy line?
He glanced around and chuckled. Thats right. You dont serve cheese in this restaurant.
Actually, we do. We went from strict vegan to organic vegetarian when I bought the restaurant. And on weekends we also serve fish and seafood.
Ill keep that in mind the next time I try to pay you a compliment. He stepped toward her. I just wanted to stop by and say hello. And let you know that Ive been thinking of you.
Of me? she asked. Or of a warm body to spend the next month in your bed? Eve turned and began to rearrange the cheese on the shelf in front of her. Im not going to fall for that again, she said, waving a wedge of Camembert at him.
Are you angry with me? Charlie asked. Because, as I recall, you made the choice to marry Dan. Or Dave.
Matt. His name was Matt.
Was? What, did he get hit by a bus while I was gone?
She scowled. Is!
You said was. Past tense. Now, either he met with some unfortunate accident or youre no longer married to him. Which is it, Evie?
Stop calling me that! And its none of your business! she snapped. She walked past him on wobbly legs, but he quickly stepped in front of her to block her escape. She took a deep breath, trying to still her bodys trembling. Why are you here? If its about the Web site, I was-
What Web site?
She risked a glance up at him. Never mind. I meant-
He reached out and smoothed his hand over her cheek. Then, before Eve could continue, he bent close and dropped a kiss on her lips. As if that werent nearly enough, he kissed her again, this time, more purposefully.
His tongue gently tasted and Eve parted her lips and let him delve more deeply. Her body felt boneless, weak and lacking any power to resist him. Charlie knew how to kiss a woman. And he knew exactly how to kiss her. She slipped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his, aching for his warmth and willing to enjoy the moment while it lasted.
Eve didnt care what had brought him back to her. In truth, she didnt even care if he was about to walk out of her life for another five years. All she wanted was this kiss. She could live for a long time off just one kiss.
Since the divorce had been finalized two years ago, shed avoided men. But now that one had presented himself, Eve realized how much shed been missing. She loved the feel of a mans body, the warmth and the strength, the scent of his cologne, the sensation of his hair slipping through her fingers. And then there was the delicious wash of desire that raced through her at his touch.
Was it just Charlie? Or would she have had this re action to any man? When he finally drew back, Eve opened her eyes and looked up to find a bemused smile twitching at his lips. I was right, he murmured. Its not finished, is it?
What?
I have to go, Charlie said. Ill be back, though.
Eve gasped. Was this some kind of test? When? A year from now? Five years? Dont think you can just waltz in here and kiss me and-
He grabbed her around the waist and kissed her again, effectively stopping her outburst. Later. Tonight. Right now, I have some important things to do. With that, he turned and slipped out the door.
Eve stared out into the kitchen. The staff was assembled around the prep table, watching her with curious gazes. Hes an old friend, Eve explained. He just stopped by to say hello. She rolled her eyes. Just get back to work.
She hurried out of the walk-in and snatched up her jacket. As she slipped her arms through the starched white sleeves, Eve thought about all that had happened in the past ten minutes. Her life had been right on track, everything in perfect order, and then, in the blink of an eye, it had all changed.
If it hadnt been her posting on the SmoothOperators Web site, what had brought him back to Boulder? Would it be foolish to think he came back just to see her? Eve shook her head and picked up her knife.
What did it matter? Charlie Templeton wasnt the type to want a traditional relationship-a marriage, a house, a family. No matter what transpired over the next few days, hed be gone again and shed be alone, left to carry on as if nothing happened.
Eve set the knife down, pausing to let the notion sink in. Five years ago, she had looked upon that possibility as a negative. But now, Eve had to admit that it might just be exactly what she needed. A wild and exciting sexual affair with no strings attached.
Eve set the knife down, pausing to let the notion sink in. Five years ago, she had looked upon that possibility as a negative. But now, Eve had to admit that it might just be exactly what she needed. A wild and exciting sexual affair with no strings attached.
The possibility of falling in love again frightened her. Shed made two mistakes-falling for Charlie in the first place and deluding herself into believing that she loved Matt. Three strikes and shed be out, unable to trust anyone for the rest of her life. If she fell in love again, it would have to be with a man who wouldnt hurt her.
Eve drew a deep breath and let it out slowly. She had tried so hard to avoid the mistakes that her parents had made with their marriage. Her father had cheated on her mother for as long as she could remember. And for almost as long, her mother had been aware of what hed been doing and had just looked the other way.
Charlie had been the wrong choice. Matt had been the wrong choice. Until the right choice came along, she wasnt going to risk her heart again. She paused. But what if she kept her heart out it? What if she indulged in a purely sexual relationship with Charlie?