Chapter Thirty-Two: Something Urgent

EVELYN’S POV:

It was almost time, and I was restless. Impatience gnawed at me as I anticipated his arrival. The dining table was set perfectly, and I had chosen a gown that complimented my figure beautifully. I looked almost perfect for the night, but I couldn't let Caleb get a hint of what I already knew.

Soon, a loud knock echoed through the house. It was time to play the player.

Opening the door, I found Caleb standing before me, a bright smile lighting up his face. I muttered a light greeting, and he responded with a warm hello. But his expression quickly shifted to one of surprise as he took in my appearance.

I caught the glint of accomplishment in his eyes. Poor thing. He must think his flowers worked wonders on me, I mused inwardly.

“Hey, I didn’t know we’d be going out, but I don’t mind. Anything for you,” he said, his warm smile unwavering.

I met his gaze with a seductive smile. “No, we’re not going out. Isn’t it good if I decided to look good just for us to enjoy the night?”

His disbelief was evident, though he tried to hide it. I knew he hadn’t expected this; he thought I’d be my usual sassy self. But the “old Evelyn” was making a calculated appearance tonight, and it clearly caught him off guard.

Clearing his throat, he tried to steady himself. “You look stunning, just like I’ve always known you to be.” His words came out smoothly, but his countenance betrayed his genuine happiness.

Looking straight into his eyes, I said, “You seem happier than usual, Caleb.”

He took my hands, his gaze not leaving mine. “I’ve waited long enough to see this side of you again. Don’t blame me if I act a little insane tonight.”

I forced a smile, letting him think he was in control, and led him inside.

“I received your flowers. They’re lovely, and I love them. But my favorite part is the frame. Thank you so much, Caleb.”

His face lit up with a mischievous smile. “You should place it on your mirror so you can always look at it—when you’re dressing, when you wake up, and so on.”

I knew exactly what he was implying, but I couldn’t let him lead the dance. “Perfect idea. That’s exactly where it is,” I replied, feigning agreement.

He moved closer, his hands resting on my waist. “Evelyn, I love you so much. I need and deserve a second chance. Don’t you think?” His voice softened, barely above a whisper, as he leaned in for a kiss.

I pulled back abruptly. “Not so fast. There’s dinner for us,” I said, stepping away and guiding him to the dining table.

As we ate, I noticed his lack of focus on the food.

“Did you go out with Leonard again?” he suddenly blurted, his voice laced with jealousy.

Anger stirred within me, but I pushed it down, reminding myself of my goal. And my rule of not acting with my emotions.

“I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t want to ruin this moment by talking about him,” I said, forcing a light smile.

I made it clear that his question was none of his business, but he pressed on, accusing me of being sassy and reminding me that Leonard and I were no longer engaged, even if they were still friends.

“That doesn’t mean I don’t deserve some privacy,

I have a life to live too and whoever is in it, shouldn't be your business until you've earned my trust.” I countered, keeping my tone measured, though I wished to end the conversation.

Sensing the tension, I stood up and walked over to where he sat. I wouldn’t let this ruin my plan.

Placing a hand on his chest, I leaned in, my lips hovering just an inch from his. “Hey, you were saying something. What is it?” My lips barely brushed his as I spoke, watching the tension in his eyes grow.

Trailing my hand down his chest and stomach, stopping just at his belt, I slowly brought it back to his face, playing with his beard. “Which do you prefer—arguments or Evelyn?” I asked before stepping back to my seat.

He swallowed hard, his eyes burning with desire as he watched me retreat.

“You have no idea what we had in my dream last night, Evelyn. I think it’s about time we switched things up, and you gave me a second chance.” His voice carried a hint of sincerity now, even though it was faint.

Standing up, he walked over to me and held my waist. I stumbled slightly, falling against his chest.

Making my heart beat fast.

“If you were a snack, I’d have you all my life and never want another, just like I want you in my life forever.” he whispered, leaning in for another kiss.

I hesitated, unsure whether to respond. Luckily, my phone buzzed, providing an escape. Pulling away, I answered the call.

It was Leonard. “Hey, Evelyn. It’s important we meet now. Can you?” His voice sounded urgent.

“Can’t it wait?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.

“No. I’ll send my driver immediately,” he insisted before abruptly hanging up.

Worry and unease crept in, but I quickly composed myself.

“I need to attend to something urgent. Can we reschedule?” I asked Caleb.

 “I promise it will be soon.” I added.

Though disappointment flashed in his eyes, he agreed.

He offered to drive me. I declined instinctively, making him understand I had a ride coming.

He said nothing more, he just simply opened the door and said goodbye, while standing on the porch and walked away.

Immediately the door closed, I rushed to the bedroom to change, I wore something casual but suiting.

When I was done I went back to the kitchen and cleared the dining table, trying to occupy my mind as my ride came.

Leonard’s call came in and he said the driver was outside.

grabbing my bag, I rushed out of the door.