Page 63 of Jain


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“I think so. Julian looks good, don’t be mean.”

Evan’s expression changed. “Jain, we need to talk.”

“What about, Evan? We have history. None of those people in there knows that.”

“Butweknow that.”

I was silent as I took in deep breaths to try to calm myself down.

“Evan, I’m getting married in two weeks. I can’t entertain any of this...this...crazy thing we have going on!”

He raised his eyebrows at me before stepping back slightly. He folded his arms as he gazed at me, his muscles evident beneath his shirt.

“Crazy thing called love?”

“Evan!” I hissed, checking around us despite knowing no one was there.

“We aren’t in love anymore...what we did last time was stupid. Stupid and...stupider.”

“For a teacher, your choice of words is appalling. I’d have gone with intense and satisfyingly electric,” he murmured, glancing around us as I gazed at his full lips.

“I need to go back in, Evan; please don’t...” I went towalk away when he whispered in my ear, sending goosebumps over my skin.

“Don’t what? Tempt you?”

Evan was behind me now, his fingers on my hips as he pulled me against him. Immediately I sank my teeth into my lip as my fingers laced with his.

“Don’t, Evan. It’s not fair,” I whimpered.

He released me, but not before he spoke quietly.

“No. It’s really not fair.”

Evan

Jain was ignoring me.

Vada was stroking the back of my neck when I shrugged her off with annoyance. She stared at me, her cheeks flushing as she withdrew her hand.

I glared at the man in front of me, who had everything I wanted.

Julian.

Why him?

He looked like he tried too hard. I listened to him—he wasn’t overly interesting. He kept gazing at Jain, though, and despite him having every right to, I wanted to punch his face until there were no recognisable features left. That’s how jealous I was.

“Evan, you should come skiing with us next winter. We’ll have such a blast,” Julian’s dad boomed at me as I noticed his gaze falling on Jain for a tad too long.

Jain herself was oblivious, as beautiful as she was. She oozed sex appeal, but that glorious innocence still shone through that she’d had at eighteen. I stole a glance at her and saw that she must’ve been on her fourth glass of wine.

Julian caught my eye and winked. “Looks like I’ll be having fun tonight.” He laughed, nodding at Jain. Fury raced through my veins as I forced myself not to react.

What the fuck was I supposed to do?

“So, Jain, where will you be teaching?” Aunt Loretta drawled, peering at Jain through her watery eyes.

Jain swallowed the wine as Julian answered for her.