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your thing, sweetheart.”
    My jaw tightens. “I have a name , and it’s not sweetheart,” I snap.
    He crosses his arms, amused at my outburst , and gives me a crooked smile. “What would that name be?”
    “Eve Collins,” I offer in an even tone.
    “Eve,” he says in a husky voice.
    The way my name rolls off his tongue does crazy things to my body. I secretly curse his good looks for causing my stomach muscles to clench and the butterflies to take flight.
    “Eve ,” he repeats, as some form of understanding sinks in. “Without doubt, a suitable name for you.”  The cute guy stands taller and puffs his chest out in some sort of proud posture.
    “Meaning?” I question tersely.
    “ Wasn’t Eve the mother of mankind? Of course, she was also seen as weak, allowing evil to succeed in tempting her to the forbidden.” He challenges me with his eyes.
    I pull my brows together, confused by his bizarre statement . “Are you implying I’m weak?” I question with a slight octave change.
    He just stands there, calm and unfazed by my growing temper. For some reason, his lack of reaction makes me even more irate.
    “I can assure you that’s not the case,” I say. “As a matter of fact, I could punch you right now and you’d be seeing stars for weeks followed by a plastic surgeon to reset your nose, pretty boy.”
    Clearly unaffected by me, h e laughs deeply, placing his hands up in mock surrender while backing away from me. “There’s no need for threats of physical harm, Eve.” His gaze locks onto mine, assessing me, probably waiting to see if I’ll actually punch him. I angle my head to the side in annoyance and continue to watch him, watching me.
    As soon as he finds what he’s searching for in my eyes, he nods, seeming to have had some sort of internal dialogue with himself. His face turns passive. “Your lack of knowledge with regard to your name means nothing,” he says, casually shrugging me off.
    I feel a migraine coming on . This conversation is nonsensical and it needs to end. “I don’t think this is working.” I motion between us while giving him an irritated glower.
    A mischievous grin forms on his face. “Do we need couples therapy already?”
    My frustration is now off the charts so I exhale loudly, hoping he’ll get the hint. “That’s not what I meant.”
    He leans in to my personal space and narrows his eyes, attempting to intimidate and fluster me more than he already has, and for the love of god, it’s working.
    “Would you please stop? I can’t think with you in my face,” I grumble.
    At this, he leans away. “I make you nervous?” It’s a question with a hint of curiosity.
    “Ah, no. Far from it,” I say, still a bit shaken.
    “Your unconvincing ton e says different,” he retorts.
    I’m just about to offer my witty come back when h is eyes snap up, quickly scanning the area behind me before redirecting his focus back to me. He frowns. Before I can glance at what caught his attention, blue eyes speaks, ending my inquisitiveness.
    “As delightful as this conversation has been with you, I have somewhere I need to be. Try not to walk into anyone or anything,” he mocks as he begins to walk away.
    “Whatever,” I mutter and add under my breath, “ ass.” With that, he stops and turns back to face me, stalking me slowly, like a predator.
    “Tsk . Name calling is very unbecoming of you, Eve.” My name comes out like a dig. “Perhaps, you should consider your choice of words within the English language with more care when conversing with others.”
    I just stand there, glaring at him , wracking my brain for a smartass response. Unfortunately, he has me all tongue-tied and at a loss for witty repartee.
    Hotness , of course, wastes no time conquering the silence. “I’ll be anticipating your retort, siren. I’m sure it will be enlightening.” He’s taunting me.
    I struggle for words. My cheeks warm as the pink hue of mortification crawls up them. I should be