Trees grew denser along the road as traffic thinned. A feverish desire inflamed Christie's body. It was difficult to think clearly. How had she come so far in just three short months? How had she gone from romantic snuggling under the blankets to getting bent over a balcony? And still more perplexing than that, to allow herself the ability of loving every second of it? In fact, the more she protested, the more it seemed Jacob was on a mission to thoroughly corrupt her with each successive date.

Gravel grated beneath the tires of Jacob's car as he pulled off along the shoulder of the two-lane highway. Night pressed in...