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Chapter Eleven
Psycho
I’ve spent every night with Evie for the last week, and last night, I didn’t get a wink of sleep. As easy as it would’ve been to close my eyes and drift off, I couldn’t stop staring at her.
She’s perfection, wrapped in a beauty I’ve not ever seen before, and I can’t get enough of her. Even now, I can’t make myself drive away and let her have her visit with her son.
I’ve drawn out every moan of pleasure from her this week, witnessed her at her most vulnerable, but her smile as she waits at the bottom of the slide for her boy is one of pure fucking joy. The type of joy only a loving, devoted mother possesses. So far, her mother’s hung back, choosing to observe from the bench, and I watch her just as closely as I do Evie and her boy. I’d love to wrap my hands around her throat and swim in her fear as she begs for me to release her. Between the sex and her work, Evie and I have spoken very little about ourselves. But what I do know is that it’s her mother causing her the most pain by keeping the boy from her. Her mother knows her much better than I do, so I don’t understand why she’s being so harsh. It’s clear as fucking day that Evie’s a good person, and an amazing mother. I can’t work it out.
I don’t admit to understanding mothers and fathers, how they feel about their children, because I’ve never had parents who gave a shit. I’m getting real tired of Evie not having everything she deserves. I’ve done all I can to distract her so I don’t have to see another tear fall, but I can feel her pain always there, deep in her soul.
Her mother rises from the bench and heads toward Evie, and I catch the moment Evie’s smile falls, her pain etching its way to the forefront. My blood rushes through my ears, the impending violence rushing to the surface. I have to clench my hands to steer off the dark thoughts forcing their way into my head. I’ve not had to force them away before. I’ve always acted without hesitation, but this is new, and it’s taking more willpower than I knew I had to hold back. I warned Evie I wouldn’t see her shed another tear. All I need is that one tear and I’ll step in.
The mother tugs on the little boy’s hand and begins to pull him away from Evie. His smiles vanishes, his happiness turning to tears. With one hand on the door, I prepare to jump out. I’m seconds away from going to Evie when she spins around, blocking out the sight of her crying from her boy, and rushes back to the car. I let her come to me, ignoring every instinct in me to go to her.
It would be too easy to lose my shit and deal with this for her. I clench my hand into a fist, digging my nails into my palms. Her sob as she shakily tries to buckle her belt shreds the last thread of my patience. This isn’t right, and for me to keep myself in check, I say, “Does your mum have a legal claim on your boy?”
“No.”
“She told you to get a job and you’ll get him back. You have a job now, and you’re not alone anymore. Go get him.”
He’s three cars ahead of us. Her mum is leaning into the back, probably helping him with his belt. This is her chance, and I have her back. She just needs to trust me.
“She’s only doing what’s best for him.”
“You’re his mother. You’re what’s best for him.”
Scrubbing her hands up and down her face, she takes in a deep breath and blows it out slowly. Self-doubt plagues her, and I fucking hate it.
“I can’t afford to mess up again—”
“You won’t mess up again. You’ve got me, and I’m not going to let anything happen to you or your son. Go. Get. Him.” It’s killing me to see her so scared to be herself.
Her brows knit together as she looks at me, her teary eyes full of so many questions.
“You really mean that, don’t you?”
Cupping her face, my thumb swipes over her cheek. “I really fucking do. You’ve captured me, Evie, body and soul, and I’m not afraid to say it. You’ve got me for as long as you want me, and I always protect what’s mine.”
Which I’m hoping is forever.
Looking out the window, I see her mother closing the back door and making her way around to the driver’s side.
“You’re losing your chance. She’ll drive away in a matter of seconds.”
Throwing open the door, she jumps out of the car and runs up the street, yanking open the back door to get to her boy.
Climbing out of the car, I cross my arms and lean against the door, watching as her mother gets out of the car and rushes around to Evie, who now has her son in her arms. Her mother tries to pry him away, and that’s when I step closer, wanting her to make a move that’ll put me in her path.
“Evie, we agreed he would stay with me,” her mother snaps.
“No, you forced me into agreeing. I’m a good mother, and I’m taking him home!”
“So help me, Eve, I’ll call—”
“Who?” I bark, stepping up behind between them. “Who are you going to call?”
Spinning on her heels, her scowl hits me like a bullet, but it does fuck all to penetrate me. I could snap this woman like a twig. She has no power over me, physically or mentally. I’m not her daughter, and unfortunately for her, her daughter has become my number one priority, meaning she’s nothing but an obstacle in my way—in Evie’s way.
