“Julian is furious.”
Sarah nodded before frowning. “So, how did you tell Julian?”
I took a deep breath before telling her everything from the beginning. She didn’t interrupt once, just nodded throughout as she listened intently. Finally, when I had finished, she whistled, then paused, tilting her head to the side.
“Wait, how did he know you were there?”
I looked up at her, shrugging.
“I don’t know. He just turned up early that morning,” I sighed, my heart aching at the memory.
“Shit! I wonder how he knew?” She bit her nails as she frowned, as I waved dismissively.
“Anyway. I need to speak to Julian. We have to get intouch with the guests and the venue...” My voice trailed off as my chest tightened.
“Drink,” Sarah commanded before nodding at my wine glass. “There’s plenty more where that came from.”
“Thanks, I’m sorry for just coming here in a mess. I’ve no idea what’s going to happen. I mean, all my stuff is there...” I groaned as I took a deep glug of wine. The liquid slipped down my throat easily, and Sarah sighed.
“One thing at a time, babes. You’ve dealt with your mother and spoken to Julian all in the same day. So let’s order pizza and drink wine—it’s always the cure.”
She was right, and it did help to talk it out with her finally. I’d bottled it up for so long that saying it all aloud seemed to make it almost...real. We spent the rest of the night talking through our lives and made our way through copious amounts of wine. Then, when my phone rang with a very concerned Evan on the other end, I decided I should probably head home.
Only when I slid into bed with him after he carried me there from his car did I realise something.
I’d just called Evan’s house my home. I fell asleep with a drunken smile on my face, aware of him softly kissing my head, his slender fingers caressing the skin on my arm reassuringly.
“I love you.” I heard him say, and I knew then that maybe, just maybe, I was home.
Evan
Icouldn’t believe I was waking up next to this woman. She was just...incredible. The love I felt for her rendered me speechless, a hard thing to do. She had ended up driving to Sarah’s last night and drank herself into oblivion. When I picked her up, Sarah had been lovely, explaining that Jain had spoken to Julian, and he had upset her. Jain had told Sarah she’d spoken to her mother, which went well.
As far as I was concerned, her mother had too much of an influence on our relationship.
I stared at Jain as she slept, her lips stained with the pigments of red wine. Despite the whole night allowing her to move from my arms, she didn’t. I knew that Julian would be a nightmare to deal with, as would the logistics of cancelling a damn wedding a week before.
But it would be worth it.
Jain opened her eyes, smiling up at me when she saw me gazing down at her.
“I think you’re beautiful. You know that?” I whispered,stroking her face softly as she stretched, before snuggling up beside me.
“You’re not bad yourself.” She chuckled, pulling my face down to hers for a kiss.
Kissing Jain wasn’t like kissing any other woman. Her body spoke to mine in a language only they could understand. Instantly our clothes were removed, my tongue exciting her as I explored her body. She moaned and writhed beneath me, which only served to make my cock even harder, my fingers pressing into her thighs as I devoured her core. She was stupidly wet, and I knew it was because of me. I looked up to see her arching her back, her legs buckling as I drove my tongue into her relentlessly, bringing her to the edge of her ecstasy. I couldn’t restrain myself for much longer, my groans against her pussy making her stare down at me hungrily.
“Evan...” Was all she moaned, and I knew what she wanted because I wanted it more. I moved onto my knees, thrusting into her deeply as I tugged her down by her shoulders, ensuring the deepest penetration I could reach. My arms wrapped around her as our mouths met, the headboard slamming against the wall as she began to lift her hips to match each thrust.
“What are you doing, Jain?” I growled, feeling her teeth sink into my neck when I picked up the pace, her gasps making me harden with each thrust. Then we kissed hard, dirty, passionate kissing that you only did when you werefucking.Finally, combined with her moans, I came inside of her. She whispered to me how much she loved feeling me inside of her, and I felt my hands tug on her hair as she wrapped her legs tightly around me. My fingers rubbed against her sweet spot whilst my tongue explored her nipples, the soft pink flesh hardening instantly beneath my touch. She closed her eyes, her hands buried in my hairas she began to come, her hips pushing her core against my fingers, demanding her sweet release.
Jain cried my name out, and I didn’t stop until her body ceased its shuddering against me. I could barely breathe, and I realised I was dripping in sweat. Our eyes met, and we kissed again before I rolled off her. She sat up on her elbow, her fingers dancing on my chest.
“What did you want to do today?” I asked breathlessly.
I wanted her to say that she just wanted to repeat that act all day that I could keep her captive in my bed. But her smile faded, and the worry of reality crossed her face.
“I’ve said I’ll meet Julian,” she said quietly, her eyes burning into mine as I still.
