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“You’ll be okay?” she asked.
I nodded over the thick lump in my throat as I watched Jay and Lilly leave. Wrapping my arms around my waist, I held myself together. Waiting. Evan seemed torn, the storm in his eyes obvious even with the distance between us.
But then we were moving toward each other, colliding in a tangle of limbs.
CHAPTER29
“You’re bleeding.”I reached out and swiped Evan’s eyebrow. He winced. Taking my hand, he pulled it away gently, bringing it to his lips. “I’ll live.”
“What are you doing here? I thought—”
Something flared in his eyes. It wasn’t the usual storm, but something else entirely, and it rendered me speechless.
“I wanted to see you. Come on.” Entwining our fingers, Evan tugged me toward the Impala. He opened the door, and I slid inside, the knot in my stomach tighter than ever. “Are you okay?” he asked, climbing in.
“Me? What about you? You’re hurt,” I rushed out.
“I’m fine.”
He didn’t seem fine. His hands gripped the wheel, knuckles drained of blood.
“Evan?” I reached out for him, but he stiffened.
“Just give me a second, okay.”
I nodded, hurt by his dismissal. Evan stared ahead, his chest heaving, breath coming in short, sharp bursts. He looked ready to implode… or worse. Without saying a single word, he turned the key, and the car roared to life, and we peeled out of the parking lot.
Evan didn’t take me home.
Ten minutes after leaving The Vault, we were parked outside his house. He still hadn’t spoken, and I was beginning to wonder if I should leave.
“Evan, I—”
He opened his door. “Please.”
I climbed out, arms still wrapped around my waist. I wasn’t used to this Evan, not anymore. Not since he’d let me in and opened up a little.
Unsure what to do, I waited. Evan locked the car and took my hand, leading me to the house. Tension zapped between us, my heart like a runaway train in my chest.
“You’ll need to be quiet.” Evan pushed open the door and stepped to the side, letting me inside.
It was dark, no sign of life. But his mom was obviously home since he’d warned me to stay quiet. It was too weird to consider, so I shut down the thoughts. After locking up behind us, Evan moved by me, taking my hand again, and led us to his room. Light streamed in from the streetlamp, cascading a soft amber glow over the walls. The door clicked shut behind me, and I turned to face Evan.
“Ev—”
He stormed toward me, and the words died on my tongue. Evan’s hands cupped my face, sliding into my hair as he captured my lips. With a mind of their own, my hands dipped under his form-fitting white t-shirt and stroked over his ribs, relieved that he was okay. Electricity sparked between us. Dangerous and powerful. It was always intense between us but never like this. This was different.
He broke away, pressing kisses down my neck and along the hem of my tank top. Evan’s hands slid to my stomach, and he tugged it up over my head. The storm in his eyes ignited into a fire. He stepped back, removing his own t-shirt, and reached out for me, brushing my hair over my shoulder. Looping an arm around my waist, he curled his fingers around a pink strand of hair and drew me against him.
“Did he hurt you?”
“N-no,” I choked out.
“I’ll never let anyone hurt you, Becca.” He sealed his promise with a kiss over the curve of my breast, right near my heart, and I felt certain he would hear it beating, crashing against my chest like a jackhammer.
Evan moved us to the bed, pushing me down, making easy work of stripping me of my skirt, leggings, and boots. I sat up, my fingers looping through his belt holes, yanking him closer. Looking up at him, I popped the button, sliding the jeans off his hips. His dick sprung free, straining against black boxer-briefs. Something about the way his body responded to me sent a shiver through me, and I closed a hand around him. Evan sucked in a sharp breath, the muscles in his thighs tensing.
But it wasn’t enough.
