Eve

“Mia!” The name tore out of me again, sharper this time. I scrambled off the bed, bare feet hitting the floor, already moving toward the door. My best friend—here, now, calling my name like she was desperate. I had to get to her. Anyway, I guessed she missed me and really wanted to see me. I missed her too. Oh my, Mia!

I didn’t make it two steps.

Sage’s hand shot out, fingers locking around my wrist first, then sliding to my waist in one swift pull. He yanked me back against him, hard. My chest slammed into his, the impact stealing my breath. Before I could gasp, his...