He regretted not spending the night with Ria. His body was taut from the driving need it had been in since he had kissed her last night. He took a deep breath. He wanted to do right by her and help get her back on her feet, but each time he was with her, all he wanted to do was touch her. She had an effect on him that no other woman had ever come close to. They were so passionate together. She would never believe him, but just talking to her on the phone had satisfied something that had been missing inside for a long time. No woman had inspired enough emotion out of him to care. When the women became too attached, he was gone. Damn it, he killed her brother and watched her other brother get shot. She would hate him if she knew the truth. His intent was to help her get a better job and just be a friend once he realized who she was. However, he had been unable to prevent himself from touching her when she had looked hurt at the thought he wasn’t attracted to her.
