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“You really didn’t have to go through all that trouble,” I said, inviting him in.
“Aria, you’re a student, and you’re taking care of my cat. The least I can do is help with some expenses.”
“I appreciate that, Evan. Thank you. Let me help you with those.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he said, taking off his shoes. “Lead the way.”
He followed me upstairs to the kitchen and helped me unpack.
“Are you hungry at all?” I asked, biting into an apple.
“Now that you mention it, a little.”
“What do you feel like eating? I can make you some—”
My apple suddenly vanished from my hand.
“Sorry, love.” He smirked, chomping on it. “I just wanted a bite. You made it look… delicious.”
“You’re lucky I don’t have the flu.”
“I’m not afraid of your ‘germs,’” he teased, placing the fruit on the counter. “Now, where’s my hug?”
Squeezing me in his arms, Evan lifted me up before I was on my feet again. Being affectionate was natural to him; I loved that. He was like this perfect cuddle bear; a super sexy cuddle bear with muscles—minus the fur.
“You feel lighter,” he said, glaring at me with his penetrating brown eyes. “Are you not eating?”
“I’ve been skipping meals because of my school schedule.”
“Okay, here’s the deal: you’re coming over to my place this weekend, and I’m gonna make you some fantastic Italian cuisine. I’m sure you’ll be impressed with my amazing culinary skills.”
“I love Italian food. It’s one of my favorite cuisines.”
“You should take better care of yourself, sweetheart.”
“I am. Don’t worry.”
Something caught my attention as I fixated on Evan’s neck.
“Is that a new tattoo?” I pointed at the black symbol. I hadn’t noticed it earlier because his jacket collar was covering it.
“Yeah, I got it done last week.” He rolled up his left sleeve and showed me the tribal tattoos that covered his arm.
“Wow! It looks amazing! What does the ink on your neck mean?”
“It’s in Mandarin—it meansHumble.”
“What was the occasion?”
“I went to the tattoo parlor and read the meaning of this symbol… it just spoke to me. Sometimes a tattoo chooses you, not the other way around.”
“What about all those people who get inked and then regret it later? How would you explain that?”
“Stupidity.”
We both laughed.
“Well, I should probably get going.”
