Page 39 of Jain

“Let me walk you. I’ve always loved talking to you.”

What was this, a therapy session?

“I can’t believe you’ve potentially got my friend pregnant. Fucking hell, Arden.”

“See, emotion! You still feel something for me!” He smirked as I shook my head.

“No, whatever I feel for you is what’s left from our little whirlwind—well—what would you call it? Fiasco?”

“Relationship?” Arden offered, and I shot him a look.

“Then you cheated on me.”

“No, we weren’t together—” he protested as I rolled my eyes.

“Then it wasn’t a relationship! Arden, listen. I’ve got to study with Ev-Mr Silver. We have exams coming up, and I can’t keep doing this with you. You’re a gorgeous guy who has fucked up. Don’t fuck this up if you are the dad.”

I reached the end of the road, glancing down to see the familiar black car on the drive. I felt a tingle of excitement when Arden shrugged.

“If you ever want to hook up...”

“I hope you’re joking.”

Arden grinned at me before walking by.

“You know I’m not. Enjoy your studying.”

I shook my head before heading down the tree-lined street to Evan’s house. Suddenly I felt nervous, my palms sweating as I approached, wondering if I was doing the right thing. I’d just left one fucked up situation—did I want to involve myself in another?

Before I knocked, the door opened, and all negative thoughts left me. Evan was in joggers and a t-shirt, smiling at me lazily as I walked past him.

“Jain,” he greeted me politely, and I wondered if he had forgotten earlier.

As soon as the door closed, he stepped closer to me, and I realised he was waiting for me to make the first move.

I dropped my bag to the floor, my eyes searching his as I slowly reached up to put my hand around his neck. Evan pulled me against him, and I let out a gasp when he groaned into my ear.

“How am I supposed to resist you?”

“I don’t know,” I confessed, inhaling his scent.

“I’ll be honest, part of me wants to drag you to bed and show you how much I want you, the other part of me—”

I silenced him with my lips on his, my hands sliding up his t-shirt to feel his hard body. His mouth attacked mine, and I knew then that I was in too deep. I kicked my shoes off as he walked with me to the lounge, his mouth on mine as we fell onto the sofa. I gasped when he pushed my dress up over my waist, his mouth caressing my stomach as he tugged my bra down, revealing my breasts.

“Sweet Jesus, Jain....” Evan groaned as he began to suck my nipples, my body arching back in delight before I tugged his mouth back to mine.

“Sir—Evan—”

“Nowyou want to talk?!” he groaned against me as he guided my hand to the bulge in his trousers.

“No, but—”

He seemed to steady himself, breathing heavily as he gazed at me.

“I don’t want just to be another girl you sleep with.”

He sat up then, and I pulled my dress down quickly. He dragged me onto his lap, and I shivered when he held my hands in his.