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“It’s a field.” From what I could make out, it wasn’t just a field. It was miles and miles of field.
“See those lights over there?” His arm came up in front of me. “That’s Credence.”
I saw the lights in the distance, but I still didn’t really understand.“What are we doing here, Evan?”
The silence stretched out before us. Evan’s hand pressed against the metal, his legs crossed at the ankles. “I wasn’t ready to let you go.”
“Oh,” I whispered. Everything felt different now. At Teller’s, I was swept up in the atmosphere with the electricity crackling around the room and the adrenaline rushing through me. Now things felt… well, they felt strained. As if this moment could change everything.
“My mom and her mom are sisters.”
My lips pressed together to prevent any number of responses from tumbling out. Evan was finally talking and opening up to me. It was what I’d wanted, wasn’t it?
“Elaine’s husband, Darryl, he’s… he’s not a good person, Becca.”
Scarlett and Lilly had insinuated the O’Hares weren’t good people more than once, so it didn’t come as a surprise.“He’s the reason Kendall went after Ami?” I asked. Scarlett told me it was because her daddy had been chosen for a job over Darryl.
Evan nodded. “One of them.”
“Do I want to know the others?” I already had a pretty good idea, but I wanted to hear him say it. His mouth turned down at the corners, and he looked almost pained. The confirmation hit me like a fist to the stomach. “It’s you, isn’t it?”
“She’s always had a weird fixation with me.”
“She…” I could barely say the words. “She wants you.” It was disgusting. They were cousins, for Christ’s sake. “People at school… they don’t act like the two of you are related.Youdon’t act like you’re related.”
“Would you want to advertise it?” he threw back at me.
Fair point. The girl was certifiable, not to mention her father’s questionable reputation. But it still didn’t explain how the family link was non-existent at school.No one had mentioned it to me. No one.
Evan pushed off the hood and came to stand in front of me. “My turn,” he said.
“Your turn?” I arched my eyebrow. It wasn’t supposed to sound so playful, but Evan saw his opportunity and took it by stepping between my legs until he was almost pressed up against me. “Why did your family move here?”
My mind screeched to a halt. He was going there—Evan was actually going there.
“My dad lost his job in Montecito, and his friend offered him something here.” The well-rehearsed lie rolled off my tongue.
Evan pressed his palms flat against the car on either side of me and locked his eyes on mine. “That’s what you tell everyone else, but this is me, Becca. Why did you leave Montecito?”
“I told you. My dad—”
“Becca.” His voice was harsh. Accusatory.It made my chest constrict.
“Evan, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I narrowed my eyes, trying to convince him.
“You’re running. I know you are. I see it in your eyes and in the way you carry yourself. It’s okay.” His lips grazed mine. “You don’t have to tell me yet, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here, Becca. When you’re ready to tell me, I’ll be right here.”
What was I supposed to say to that? It wasn’t as if I could ever tell him the truth. Could I? There was too much at stake. No, this secret would always be between us.
“Evan, I…” My quivering voice matched the shiver working its way up my spine. It was cold out, the gentle breeze biting into the bare skin around my neck and shoulders, but I didn’t think it was the cold affecting me.
“Shh.” Evan leaned in, brushing his nose across mine. “I want to run every single day, Becca. I get it, I do. I want to leave this town and never look back, but I can’t.” His lips sealed over mine, his hand smoothing over my hips, and I arched into him, letting him find a sliver of comfort in the kiss.
“Is this okay?” He nibbled the corner of my mouth, and I nodded.
Evan broke away and glanced down at the space between us. One of his hands slid down my thigh, hooking under the hem of my sweater, and cool air danced over my bare legs. Lust-filled eyes met mine, silently seeking permission, and I pressed my lips together and nodded again. His fingers lightly trailed a path across the skin at the waistband of my panties before sliding up my stomach. I sucked in a sharp breath as his hand squeezed my breast through the material.
Evan’s mouth hovered over mine, teasing. “And this?” He squeezed again, and a soft moan fell from my lips.The air around us shifted, and he came at me like a man starved, his kisses hard and demanding, but I didn’t want it any other way. I needed to forget—wanted it more than anything—and being with Evan quieted my mind. I understood that now. Together, things seemed better.
