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“Can I help you?”
Her voice is quiet, and much calmer than hearing her cry and scream at her mother.
“I’m Louis, Lexi’s brother. You’re Evie, right?”
She relaxes a little and inches away from the door.
“Yes, I’m she. I-I don’t know why… how…” Her face falls, realising I’m here because of my sister. “Please, come in.”
She’s so polite. I’ve forgotten what it’s like to be around people who actually use their manners. Mine faded away years ago when I realised no one gave a fuck about me. Why would I treat people with respect when they only looked down their noses at me?
“I’d offer you a coffee or a tea, but I haven’t any in,” she says as I follow her into the living room. The place is tidy, and there are photos everywhere of her and her son. I don’t see any of the kid’s father, but it’s her I focus on. She’s dressed in tight jeans and a loose baby blue sweater. My mouth waters at the image of me taking them off of her.
“No worries. That’s actually why I’m here,” I tell her, snapping back to reality.
Her brows draw closer together, and I quickly explain. “Lexi asked me to take you shopping. She said she’d be here herself if she could.”
She shakes her head, muttering, “That’s really not necessary.” Before I can argue, she adds, “I don’t know what she’s told you, but I’m fine.”
“Of course you are.”
The first thing I learned about her was her name. The second, the reason she kicked off in the visiting room at the prison. The third, she can’t lie for shit.
Spying her kitchen through the hall, I make my way out of the living room and start opening her cupboards, the fridge, the small freezer, and find most of them completely empty.
“Hey!”
Spinning around, she lingers by the door. “It’s nice of her to offer, but I can’t accept.”
I ignore her. “Where’s your jacket? It’s chilly out this morning.”
“I won’t need my jacket because I’m not going out. I appreciate the thought, but it’s too much.”
She’s feistier than she looks, and it makes me twitch.
“You met my sister, yeah? You think she’s not going to give me grief when she hears I haven’t helped you?”
“Why does she want to help me?”
I shrug, knowing I’m the reason I’m here. Lexi’s just the buffer. “You’ll have to ask her. All I know is, I’m not wanting to get on the wrong side of her, so if I have to go shopping alone and haul it all back, I will.”
This seems to be the trick in getting her to grab her jacket from the back of one of the kitchen chairs. I let my eyes roam her body while her back is to me as she grabs her handbag and phone. She’s very tight, and her arse sits snugly in her jeans. She’s truly mouth-watering.
“This is crazy,” she mutters, turning to me.
“Maybe, but it’s happening. Let’s get it over with.”
The thought of food shopping doesn’t exactly fill me with joy, but being near Evie does. Plus, I don’t want her going hungry or some shit. I get this is strange to her, but I’ll do what I must to get to know her.
I wait for her to pass by me and follow her through the house and out the front door. Her perfume lingers in my nose, and it’s now my new favourite scent.
I wait by the front gate while she locks up, noticing how gracefully she moves. It’s a stark contrast to first seeing her losing her shit with her mother. There are two sides to her, and I like that. She’s a bit like myself.
“What has Lexi told you exactly?” she asks, walking toward me.
“Nothing, really. She just asked me to take you shopping,” I lie.
“And you just agreed?”
