Author's Note: Yay! Another chapter! And for those of you anxious for Shane's plan from a couple chapters back, it's in this chapter. This guys is a short one, but hopefully it'll quench your thirsts until the next one comes out. Also, thanks for the attention you guys are showing this story. I greatly appreciate it. And a big thanks for my rather enthusiastic reader, Lucy. I really love the reviews you leave for me! Anyway, please read and review my lovely darlings!

Chapter Ten

The setting sun cast a warm glow on the residents of King County. Dusk brought with it a much cooler breeze to the normally sticky air. Although the air was at a supposedly comfortable 70 degrees, at least to those familiar to Georgian weather, Eva was dressed in a pair of cutoff shorts and a goldenrod-colored v-neck. Most people wouldn't consider her outfit incredibly seductive, even though she was headed over for an assumed sexy encounter, but it would have to do.

Walking up to the doorstep, Eva double-checked that she had all off her necessities for the night: phone, charger, condoms, and a small tube of lube. Satisfied that she was prepared, she climbed the few steps up the porch to the door. She knocked on the wood and waited for him to answer. Eva was surprised at how quickly the door was opened.

Shane gestured for her to enter and led her to the breakfast bar.

"I ordered us some food," he said. "Assumed we'd need some sorta fuel if the night goes how I hope."

"How thoughtful," she chuckled. "I brought some stuff, too." She proceeded to set the 12-pack of Trojans and the small bottle of Astroglide on the counter between the box of breadsticks and the pepperoni pizza.

"I brought the fuel, and ya brought the tools." She laughed at his observation.

"So you were planning on it getting pretty intense?" she inquired before taking a bite out of a cheesy breadstick.

"I'm guessing 'bout as intense as the other night," he answered. "I did wanna run somethin' by ya first."

Eva stopped mid-chew staring at Shane across the counter. She was slightly nervous and a bit curious about what he was going to bring up right now. There were a number of scenarios that popped into her mind about what was to come, but she braced herself for the worst. She only stared at him hoping he read her expression at wanting him to continue.

"Now, 's nothin' crazy," he went on, "but after our few encounters, I think we go well together."

As soon as he said that, Eva felt a small wave of anxiety come over her. He was going to suggest they try dating, and she was damn sure she wasn't ready for another boyfriend in her life, especially so soon after her last one. As cliche as she sounded, she didn't want to be tied down after so many years of relationships; she wanted freedom and fun and fooling around! She wanted to time to explore her options with no obligations besides work and friends.

"Now, I'm not askin' ya ta be my girl or nothin'," he backtracked. "I just have a proposition for ya."

"What sort of proposition?" she asked her curiosity piqued and her nerves settling.

"Well, obviously from the first night together I gathered that ya wanted some uninhibited fun that I was more'n willin' ta provide ya. And after ya left in the middle of the night, I realized that ya weren't lookin' for anythin' serious, which I'ma happy fan of. That bein' the case-"

"You want to offer me the opportunity to engage in a no strings sexual agreement with you?" she finished for him.

Smiling at her, he nodded his head.

"You're sexy as hell, and fuckin' amazin' in bed what with how ya look when I got ya comin' and the sounds ya make."

She was flattered by his remarks, but she didn't know how to proceed. Eva had only ever been in serious relationships where the expectations of both parties-well, at least on her part-was a hopefully lifelong partnership.

"Whadya think, Eva?" he asked meeting her eyes.

She wanted to say no and yes. No because she thought of how many of her own friends' things didn't work out. Yes because she could totally go for more of the sexy man standing in front of her with his "fuck me" stare and "let me fuck you" stance.

"Fuck it. I'm in."

She felt a surge of adrenaline kick in as soon as the words left her mouth. She wasn't sure if it was because this could end in two ways: insurmountably bad or even terribly right for her, but there was no turning back now.

"Great!" he exclaimed clapping his hands together loudly. "Let's celebrate!"