At a party that’s winding down, Evie Christian slips away to the kitchen for a quick break. She’s barely taken a sip of punch when her ex, Nathan Bronson, walks in. There’s a spark in the air—one she can’t ignore. A little spilled punch, a clumsy apology, and suddenly Evie’s right back in Nathan’s arms, feeling that rush she’s missed for so long. Their small talk can’t hide the tension between them, and before she knows it, Evie’s kissing Nathan like no time has passed at all. He touches her the way only he knows how, exploring her body with familiar hunger. They try to keep quiet, desperate not to draw attention from the party, but they’re both too far gone. Evie leans over the counter, Nathan takes her from behind, and it’s just like old times—messy, passionate, and impossible to resist. She tastes herself on him, then rides him, taking back control for a while before Nathan pins her on the kitchen island, giving her everything she craves. Their chemistry burns hot and fast, ending with Evie pleasuring Nathan until he shudders in release. In the end, there’s no denying it—the old flame between them never really died.