Here's the last chapter, people! Thanks to all my readers, especially Silla123, stars-go-blue, bookworm2011, TwilightRocks, and xXMayDayXx for reviewing. :)

Disclaimer: Nothing except Riley is mine. :(

It was about ten o'clock that night when there was a knock on Riley's door. Switching the television off, she padded to the door and looked through the peek hole. When she saw who it was, she frowned and open the door.

"Loker? What are you doing here?"

Sure enough, Eli Loker was standing at her door, looking even more disheveled than usual. He was still wearing the clothes he'd worn to work, though the collared shirt had been unbuttoned further, to reveal a well shaped chest, covered lightly with hair. And the curly brown mop on his head was covered in a fine sheen of rain.

"I can't stop thinking about our kiss," Loker blurted. "It was amazing, and I haven't felt anything like that in a while. Because I haven't been with someone amazing in a long time, and you're amazing."

And he meant it, even right now as she stood in the doorway of her apartment in a large grey t-shirt and black boy short underwear, her hair tousled and a general look of tired amusement on her face. She was amazing.

The Radically Honest part of his brain continued to move his mouth. "And I'd like us to be more. I really would. But you… you must have other guys who… and then there's the age difference… and you haven't flashed sexual arousal since the day we met."

Now she laughed. "What? You're worried because I don't get sexually aroused every time I'm around you?"

Loker could only nod in complete sincerity. "Logically speaking, everything is against you and I. But I-"

"Loker, shut up." With that declaration, Riley stepped forward and pulled the researcher down for a passionate kiss, effectively stifling all further comments. She put everything she could into that kiss, and Eli felt it, wanted it just for himself. Finally, they broke apart, breathless. "How's that for sexual arousal?" she asked cheekily.

Eli actually took the time to look at her, and he could see it all over her face. Pupils dilated, cheeks flushed, swollen lips open, as though begging for more. Yes, he could read her like an open book; a very hot, sensual book.

"Hey, Loker," she said, giving a coy smile and leaning against the door frame. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," he growled, leaning down for another kiss. His hands went to her waist and he expertly moved them into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind him.