Page 10 of Sing For Me

She holds my gaze, her big green eyes like a magnet, pulling me in. I’m pretty sure there are flecks of brown right around her pupils and I’m struck with the strongest urge to lean closer.

The friend makes a little amused noise and I realize that I’m still holding Eva’s hand. I drop it quickly, trying to get my shit together. I have hot clients all the time and none of them make me get all…affected.

“Did you have a chance to look at the books?” I ask in a much more normal voice, gesturing to the black leather photo albums that are making the rounds with her group of friends.

She shakes her head quickly. “I don’t need to. I know just what I want.”

“A girl with a plan. I like it.”

She ducks her head a little, like she’s shy, and it’s so damn cute.

I realize that I’m staring again and clear my throat.Jesus, Will.

“Well, if you’re ready, we can head on back to my station.”

Her eyes go to the friend at her side. “Are we seriously doing this?”

The friend holds up her hands. “You know the rules.”

Eva lets out a long sigh as she turns back to me. “Guess I’m ready as I’ll ever be.”

Something clenches in my stomach, some warning that I need to tread carefully here. Which is ridiculous—I probably have at least sixty pounds and more than half a foot on this girl. It’s not like she can hurt me.

So why do I have the strangest feeling like she’s going to?

I push away the ridiculous thought and gesture to the back hallway.

“You can follow me.”