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Evan opened the door before I had a chance to announce my arrival. He put his arms around me and folded me against him.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
I shook my head. I knew that it wasn’t such a big deal, but suddenly, I just wasn’t okay at all.
“Come on inside,” Evan said. “To the kitchen. I made food.”
I followed him to the kitchen. The whole house had a romantic feel to it. The lights were all dimmed, and music played from somewhere, something soft and soothing. This was so different from all the other times I’d come here, when we’d fucked and I’d left right after.
In the kitchen, candles were lit on the shelves, and the white tiles with stainless steel appliances and granite countertops somehow looked soft and inviting. I sat down on a stool at the breakfast bar. Evan brought a platter with different kinds of crackers and cheese.
“This looks great,” I said. It was light, not a full meal, not a dinner. It was just what I needed.
“What’s bothering you?” Evan asked after we’d eaten in silence for a while.
“Lily,” I said. “We have to talk to her. She was at my place earlier, and she suspects that something’s up.”
“What did you say to her?” Evan asked.
“That it’s probably a bug or something.”
Evan nodded. “Yeah, that’s not going to last.”
I sighed and took another bite of a Saltine. The cheese proved to be too rich for my tender stomach, so I stuck to just having the crackers. My stomach turned, and I paused.
“Are you okay?” Evan asked.
I shook my head. The food was going to make a reappearance. I jumped up and ran to the guest toilet that was opposite the front entrance. I made it to the toilet just in time and threw up everything I’d just eaten.
Evan came after me.
“No, stay away,” I said, my voice strained like it was being squeezed through a tube. “There is nothing attractive about this.”
“I did this to you,” Evan said. “The least I can do is hold back your hair.”
Which he proceeded to do. I couldn’t remember the last time a man had done that for me, if any man ever had. I retched and heaved until my stomach was emptier than it’d ever been. Finally, it was done, and I sat back on my heels, feeling like I’d been hit by a bus.
The front door clicked open at the same time as I flushed the toilet and stood up, and Lily walked in.
She froze when she saw me and Evan both come out of the guest toilet.
“What’s going on here?” she asked. She looked around and took in the lighting, my flushed face, Evan’s guilty look. She narrowed her eyes.
“Is it his?” she asked.
I felt the blood drain from my face.
“Lily.” I didn’t know what to say.
“It is, isn’t it?!” Lily was starting to freak out. “I can’t believe it! I knew you were lying to me, but my dad? Dad!” She turned to Evan. “You couldn’t stick to the rest of the girls in Manhattan. You had to start picking from my friends? I think of going to be sick. You make me sick!”
“It’s not as bad as it looks, sweetheart,” Evan said, his hands up in defense.
“Oh, it almost can’t be, can it, Daddy?”
Evan shook his head. “Really, this isn’t what you think.”
“Come on, cut the crap. Both of you. You think this is fine, fucking each other behind my back and I wouldn’t care? My dad is perverted freak and my best friend is right in there with him. I’m sick of being lied to, by the only two people that are important to me? This is bullshit.”
She turned around to leave.
“Lily,” I called after her. She spun around at the door.
“Don’t you dare, Scar. You could have said no to him, you know? You should have. I don’t want to see you again. You two want to ride off into the sunset together, be my guest but I’m not holding your hand through this. Fuck you, Scar.”
She’d never sworn at me and it hurt like a bitch. I’d messed up. I’d known it for a while but the sinking feeling in my stomach made me want to vomit again. Losing Lily hurt more than any of sex had felt good. Without another word, she left the house, slamming the colossal door behind her. The whole mansion seemed to echo with the bang, and we were left behind in a room that felt like all the air had been sucked out of it.
It wasn’t even the wake of her destruction that we were experiencing, it was the wake of ours.
Chapter Twelve
Evan
I fucked up. Lily was gone, angry. We hadn’t even gotten around to talking about how we were going to deal with telling her, and now, she’d figured it out all by herself. I’d always said Lily was too fucking smart for her own good.
