Viola struggled to keep her ankles from buckling as she raced to keep pace with Jerod’s long legs on the cracked asphalt. Why the hell is he going so fast? “I didn’t think Bill was a sprinter.” Jerod stopped suddenly and Viola had to grab his arm to prevent herself from tripping. His gaze traveled to her hand, a perplexed expression on his face. When he looked into her eyes, the flash of emotion vanished and was replaced by his boyish grin. God, she loved that grin. “My apologies. I was thinking of getting you to your meal as quickly as possible.” “Not unless you plan on carrying me. First day with new shoes. Need to break them in.” Jerod chuckled and winked at her. “You’re doing fine.” Viola felt a jolt of energy surge through her. God, she loved it when he looked at her like that. She felt different. Her wild side began to push against her protective exterior, ready to burst out. It was scary and thrilling and totally new. Even though she was the same woman who won a sales contest because she enjoyed giving sex advice to her customers, this was completely different.
