Jasper often drove around the island at high speeds, usually with the roof down on his car. But it was almost always at night, with just Frankie beside him, when everyone else was asleep and only he could hear the waves against the distant shore.
That was an amazing rush, and one he took whenever his middle-of-the-night job got a little too stressful.
But this drive, with Sasha’s hand in his and her laughter riding on the air, was a whole new kind of high Jasper wanted to repeat.
He pulled into Mama Chu’s and parked before looking at her. He couldn’t stop smiling, and the moment lengthened between them, this powerful push and pull of emotions raging inside him. Could she feel this magnetism too? Surely she could. It took two poles to attract.
She finally ducked her head, her silky hair
