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“No.” I grab her and pull her head down. “I don’t want him to know I’m here. If he doesn’t find me, maybe he’ll leave.” I am reeling. I’m sure he’s made his way to the house already to find me absent. His next logical guess would be to come here.
“That fucker,” Bren growls. “Can’t I tell him to fuck off?” Her eyes burn with rage.
“No,” I reply. “I’m . . . not . . . here.” I speak slowly so she gets the hint.
“Fine,” she acquiesces. “But if he comes over, I’m beating the shit out of him.”
Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.
I haven’t had time to process everything that’s going on around me. Why is Evan here? Hasn’t he done enough damage? What could he possibly say that would make everything okay? I need another Rocket Fuel, and if I go to the bar, I know he will see me. Shit. I am not going to let him ruin my afternoon.
Maybe I should confront him and see what he wants. He looks good, really good. His dirty blonde hair would be spiky if it wasn’t so long. Now, it kind of flops over. Long enough to run your fingers through and get a good grip. Soft green e
yes that sparkle with the sunlight. He has a smile that makes you melt. He’s average height, at just under six feet, with an average build. He played high school football and stays toned since he swings a hammer all day. He’s dressed in a light green, collared golf shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. The All American boy. That’s what Brenda used to call him.
The band is finishing their warm-up and is about to start. This is bad. I’m not going to be able to hide forever. He needs to leave. Now.
“Bren, has he seen you yet?” I ask
“I don’t think . . . oh, shit here he comes,” she mutters, displeased. No, No, No! I duck around the side of the deck and make my way inside the bar, past the pool table, and into the bathroom. This is not going well at all. I need to think.
What to do. I stare at myself in the wavy excuse for a mirror. He isn’t going away, and I can’t keep ducking him all afternoon. I need to confront him, find out what he wants, and tell him to get the hell out of here. Then and only then can I have my day back. Checking out my hair to make sure I don’t look like a total mess, I take a deep breath and make my way back on to the deck.
Brenda and Evan are going at it when I get to them.
“Why can’t you leave her alone, you piece of shit! Haven’t you caused enough damage! Leave her the fuck alone!” Even though she is screaming, I can barely hear her over the band. I know she’s pissed since her arms are moving a mile a minute.
“What do you want?” I yell towards Evan. They both spin around at the sound of my voice. I regard him coolly, not giving anything away. Brenda, surprised I came out of hiding, is giving me a run-while-you-can look. Evan just stares. “You obviously came looking for me, so here I am. What do you want?” I keep my expression impassive. I’m fighting the urge to run my fingers through his hair. The only thing stopping me is the image of him fucking that whore of a roommate I had.
“Hi,” he says, with trepidation in his voice.
“What . . . do . . . you . . . want?” I say, anxiety etched in my voice.
“I need to talk to you. I need to apologize,” he mutters, his expression remorseful.
“I can’t do this here. Not now.” I’m losing my nerve. I need to get away before I cave.
“We need to talk. I want you back. I made a huge mistake.” He’s begging, pleading with me. He reaches out to touch me, and I back up as much as I can. Being surrounded by a million people only lets me go back so far. He reaches again, touching the side of my face. “Please, I’m lost without you. I need you.” He strokes my cheek, wiping away a tear as he goes. I close my eyes, cherishing his touch. The touch that I haven’t felt for weeks because he’s a cheating fuck. No, I shake my head with new resolve and glare at him. I smack his hand away.
“Nothing changes the fact that I caught you fucking my roommate,” I shriek. “How could you do this to me? To us?” I’m sobbing now. “I thought . . . you were my knight . . . but . . . you . . . betrayed me,” I say in between sobs. “Please, just let me go.”
“I can’t. I love you. Please, forgive me.”
“Is there a problem?” a bitter voice from behind me asks. I could feel his presence before he uttered a word. I turn around to see Chase glaring at Evan. Hostility is rolling off him in waves. Fuck! This can’t be happening.
“Who the fuck are you?” Evan demands with some hostility.
“Doesn’t matter. The woman isn’t happy with you, so why don’t you leave,” Chase suggests, his tone clipped.
“This is between Liv and me. This is no concern of yours, so get the fuck out of here,” he snarls. He reaches to grab my arm, and Chase squeezes in between us. They are chest to chest.
“Olivia doesn’t want you here, so go before something happens you’ll regret.” Chase is restraining his temper, talking through his clenched jaw. His fists are shaped into tight balls. God, please don’t let them fight.
“He’s right, Evan, just get the fuck out of here,” Brenda snaps.
I am a sobbing, sniveling mess. I can’t stop. I need to breathe. I can’t breathe. Chase tucks me behind him.
“I’m not leaving,” Evan growls and tries to push Chase out of the way to get to me. Chase grabs Evan’s arm and twists it behind Evan’s back. He shoves Evan into the wall. Leaning in, he whispers something in Evan’s ear that I can’t hear. Turning to push Evan forward, Chase releases his arm. It all happens so fast, the bouncers don’t have time to react.
