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The fear of God flushes over his chubby face when he recognizes me.
“Where’s Cordelia?” I ask.
“She’s out till morning.”
Fucking perfect.“Where’s Evie?”
He hesitates for a moment, and I can almost read his mind, almost see the cogs turning in his brain as he decides his fate.
I shouldn’t be here—he knows that.
I’ve never been inside this house before. He knows that too, but because he doesn’t want trouble with me, he’s going to tell me where Evie is.
“Upstairs,” he replies in an uncertain tone, and I smile
I pull out my wallet, and his eyes widen when I take out a grand and put it in his palm.
“I’m not here. You never saw me. Understand me?” I hold his gaze.
“Yeah, I got it. You’re not here.”
I nod with approval. “That’s right. Which room is she in?” I’m not about to search every room upstairs in this big fucking house.
“Room to the left when you get upstairs. It’s the last on the landing.”
“Good man.”
I leave him and make my way upstairs. I find the room and notice the door is ajar.
When I walk up to it, I see Evie inside, sitting on the window bay gazing out at the shadowy thicket of trees beyond the garden.
She doesn’t even hear the door open when I push it.
It’s only when I step inside that she looks at me. Her beautiful eyes go wide, and the emotion in them grips me.
There’s something I just realized. Because of this strange friendship Henry and I have, I’m always thinking about what I share with him. I’m mindful not to take more than my fair share.
But what I feel for Evie has nothing to do with anybody else except her. The fact that I don’t feel jealous sharing her with him is something else entirely.
My love, however, doesn’t have to be limited. I don’t have to put a cap on it, and I can love her as much as I want when I’m with her.
With that reasoning, I step forward at the same time she slides off the window bay. I then close the door behind me, wishing there was a lock inside so I could keep the world away from us.
She looks at the closed door and then back at me.
If I say anything, I might break the spell, so I don’t.
What I do instead is walk up to her and touch her face—her pretty, doll-like face.
Then we move to each other’s lips at the same time.
When I kiss her, I promise myself I’m not going to let anybody take her from me.
Like fuck am I going to lie down and allow it to happen.
And I’m having her all to myself, right the fuck now.
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