Evelyn"You don't need to compliment me, you know," I say with pride, sitting in front of Connor.After the impressive presentation I just gave, I expect him to break out in applause and say something along the lines of, you're invaluable to this company, but I'm not one to toot my own horn.He shrugs. "I wasn't going to.""What?""You did your job. Do you need me to praise you for doing your job?"Is he being serious? I spent the last three days making sure my work was impeccable, and to make sure my presentation was spot on, perfect. I had to work with three other departments because I needed to make sure there were no flaws in the data logs.And I don't get even a thank you? Stubborn, flightless bird. I should have known his sudden change in behavior was a fluke."Stubborn, flightless bird?" Connor echoes my thoughts out loud. "That is what you called me the other time, right?"Crap. I said that aloud, didn't I? I chew on my bottom lip, thinking of how to cover up for my spill. The
Evelyn"Hi," my chest is heaving as I stand in front of Connor's door at eight pm, holding the leash of my Golden Retriever, Bucky. "I'm sorry to come here at this time, but I need to ask for a favor.""What is it?" He responds in a concerned tone, but when he glances at my dog in uncertainty, I don't know if he's more worried about what could have brought me to his door at this time of the night or the dog."Can you watch Bucky for me? I'll be back to get him in the morning, but I just got a call from my mom's neighbor that she was rushed to the hospital. My dad is out of the country, so I need to go. But I can't leave my dog alone overnight."Connor exhales as he looks at Bucky, who has his tongue out and his tail wagging."I don't—why can't you keep him in your apartment for a few hours? Isn't he trained? I mean, you leave him at home when you go to work, right?"I bite my bottom lip, trying not to panic. "The truth is, I won't be back early. And I am guessing you have never owned
Why would you drive all this way? You could have gotten into an accident! This is why your dad and I wanted you to live with us.""You know I can't do that," I sigh, knowing we were heading down this road. "I need to make it on my own, Mom, and I can't do that if I'm still living with you."Her eyes tell me she's not done with the topic, but she'll let it go for now. I'm okay with that."What did they say is wrong?' I question. "Have you called dad?"My mom nods."Yeah, I called your dad. He's taking the next flight and will be here in the morning. You don't have to worry, Evelyn. The doctor said it was just a heart scare. It's common when you get older and you begin to experience things like palpitations, shortness of breath, and irregular heartbeat. It didn't help that I thought I could get some cleaning done and ended up overworking myself."Relief washes over me, and I blink back a tear or two. I might find my parents overbearing, but they are all I have."Enough about me," my mom
Connor"They bailed on us?""Yup," I respond, trying not to sound too eager as Evelyn shakes her head.It's been a week since we last saw each other, and when she called me last night saying that she was back, I had to physically restrain myself from going downstairs. I would have been there with a good reason—dropping off her dog.Yet I knew I wouldn't have been able to resist her. I'd hug her and kiss her, or something like that. Even now, with the black, thin strap maxi dress she has on, with the silver heels and matching earrings, I want to hurry up and get out of here so I can kiss her...and maybe take that dress off.Ken called when I was back at my apartment and asked if I would ask Evelyn to go on a double date—Mira's request. I wasted no time picking up the phone and fist-bumped the air silently when she agreed.An hour before meeting up at the restaurant—Evelyn had somewhere to be and decided to come on her own—the lovebirds canceled. I couldn't have been happier.She groans
Connor"If you are not going to give me a tour of your apartment, why don't you come up to mine?" I ask as we get on the elevator. "It's because I need your help," I add when she looks at me suspiciously. "I think I need your expertise in decorating."That excuse just popped into my head, but I am glad it did."How much are you going to pay me?" Evelyn demands, and I laugh."Whatever you want."She grins, and it makes my heart flip. "Okay. You have a deal."We say nothing more to each other until I input the code to my door, and we walk in."You want the tour now, or would you like something to eat?" I inquire, walking away. It takes a minute for me to notice that Evelyn isn't following me, and when I turn around, she has the strangest look on her face."It wasn't a mistake.""What do you mean?" I ask, knowing what she's speaking of but needing to hear the words.She says nothing, crossing the space between us to stand before me. "It wasn't a mistake—having sex with you. I have been l
ConnorWe stay there—my arms around Evelyn and her chest heaving—for a while. When she catches her breath sufficiently, she looks at me with a sulky pout."I was supposed to do that to you.""Do what?""You know, make you lose your mind or something like that. You weren't supposed to turn the tables."I laugh and kiss her. "You always make me lose my mind, Evelyn. That is who you are. Even when I'm giving you an orgasm, I'm the one who is getting the best bit because I can see you and feel you."She smacks her lips. "I guess. But I can feel you too."Her hand goes to my crotch, and I groan."Don't you think we should do something about that?" Evelyn suggests.I curse under my breath when she moves her cupped palm up and down, stroking me through my pants. The friction turns out to be delicious and painful at the same time."What do you say?""I was waiting for you," I respond.Evelyn gets to her feet. "I'm done now, so we better get on with it. I might not know everything in your apar
Evelyn"This looks good," Connor says as he flips through the pages of a document I hand him. "You were thorough with it. Thank you, Miss Evelyn."I respond half-assed, even though my chin is propped up on my hand, and I am staring straight at him while his concentration is buried in my report. I want him to look at me, but I don't want to have to ask for it.I also want to ask why he hasn't said anything about what happened three nights ago, given that we both woke up late and I had to race to my apartment with little time to spare before coming into the office. So, we couldn't talk about the night we had together.Since Connor was in meetings all day, we weren't able to meet up throughout the day either, and I didn't see the point of going to his apartment when he didn't invite me."Why won't you say something?" I mutter under my breath.His eyes lift slightly to look at me. "What?"I shake my head after realizing my inner voice wasn't quiet enough. "Nothing.""Are you sure?" he loo
ConnorI cannot stop staring at her.I don't want to stop either, but there's no way to hide it when we are both seated in the back of the car, being driven to the testing center.I knew I should have sat up front in the passenger's seat. The need to be close to Evelyn kept me from doing so because I can't, for the life of me, figure out what she is thinking. It's been a week since we had sex, and she's said nothing about it.Perhaps I should speak up like I did the last time, but I want whatever happens next to be on her terms. I don't want to come off as clingy when I tell Evelyn that sex with her is the best I have ever had and that I'd do anything to spend more time with her.She would most likely laugh and tell me to stop teasing her, but it is the truth. It might have started as sexual attraction, but I want more of her now. I think about taking her golfing again so I can teach her to swing while standing behind her.I want to watch her roll the ball at a bowling alley and see h
Connor"Take the day off and come somewhere with me," I hold Evelyn's hand to keep her from leaving.She hasn't looked at my face since she walked into my office, but the worrying aspect is that I haven't seen her one-on-one since the party two days ago. It might have been forty-eight hours for her, but it feels like forever to me."The project," she complains. "There is a lot to be done.""A lot that you haven't done yet? You are the hardest working person I know, Evelyn, which means that whatever you want to do, you have done it already. Maybe ten times already."She pulls her arm, but I don't let go."Please? I'm worried you're overworking yourself, and I need you. My company needs you. Take the rest of the day off. Let's go somewhere fun.""Where is somewhere fun?" she asks.***Two hours later, we arrive at an old industrial building. I rush to her side to open the door and offer my hand."You don't have to do this, you know," Evelyn comments. "This place is very cool but I doubt
EvelynFive minutes after Connor leaves, an older woman approaches me. I sense the hostility in her eyes before she opens her mouth."I've been watching you," she says.I groan inwardly. Right. I do have an actual target on my back. "Nice to meet you, too."She doesn't try to mask her dislike for me. "There is nothing nice about our meeting. Why are you with Connor Everest? For the money?"Money? If this bleached blonde, tacky jewelry-wearing woman knew who I was, she wouldn't say those words. I let her go on, though. Bringing my parents into the conversation means this might get back to them, and I'll have my mother to deal with."My daughter, Alicia, is a better woman than you will ever be, you gold digger," she spits, figuratively. "And I have been waiting for the right moment to introduce them, so I don't know what you've done to be with him, but I suggest you undo it."I turn to look into the hall. Where is Connor with that much-needed drink?"Look," I decide to fight my battle w
Evelyn"You look ravishing," Connor says as I get out of the car, with him holding my hand, "but I wish you had come let me get you."I shake my head. "You wouldn't have wanted to see my parents, trust me. I spared you from getting an interrogation this evening when they dropped by my apartment unannounced."It was an hour before the non-profit, tech-related event that Connor and I decided we would use to announce our relationship—precisely two weeks and five days before the unveiling, that my parents showed up.My mom said she was worried because I wouldn't let her help me and getting them out of my apartment came with me promising that I would tell her all the details later, and telling my father that if my career failed, I would join him. I lied through my teeth, of course, but it got them out.Which was why I texted Connor to leave without me.He kisses the back of my palm. "If you asked me to, I would walk on hot coals for you."My cheeks lit up at the sexy drawl of his tone, and
Connor"I didn't think you were going to get engaged before I did," Ken says jokingly when we meet at a bar later that evening. "But congratulations, my man."I take a shot and relish the slight burn as the liquid slides down my throat. "Congratulations? Did you hear a word I just said?"He nods. "Yup, I did. Loud and clear. To avoid a scandal that you didn't tell me about, even though I am your right-hand man, you are now in an official relationship with Evelyn. Your neighbor and the woman you are in love with."I groan. "I am not—""You're going to say you're not falling in love with her?" Ken does not hesitate to call me out. "Come on, I've seen the two of you. The double date we were supposed to go on was a chance for you two...to bond or something.""Mira wasn't sick?" I ask.He shakes his head, grinning slyly. "Nope, she wasn't. It was her idea to give you guys an opportunity to go on a date because you were too chicken to ask Evelyn out, and Evelyn has no idea how you feel even
ConnorI might wear a path in the carpet of my office floor if I keep pacing, but I cannot stop. My mind is on edge, and my body isn't cooperating, so the best thing to do is keep walking.I am also wondering why Evelyn hasn't come around since she said two days ago that she needed time to think.Of course, she would need some time. I mean, I asked her to get engaged. Of course, I clarified after the initial shock passed that it was a ploy to distract the media so the reporter and everyone involved would stop digging into my life, but I understand an engagement is a serious thing nonetheless."Did I scare her off?" I wonder aloud.For a brief moment, I imagine Evelyn walking in and handing over her resignation letter."I don't know why you would ask me to do such a thing after all I've done for this project. It is your problem to solve, not mine," she would rage.Or would she? God, I'm going to lose it.The second I hear the doorknob I turn my head around.There is no smile on Evelyn'
Evelyn"We were starting to think you had forgotten about today," my mom says when I go to the house the next day. "I was going to call, but your father decided against it.""He probably wanted something to hold over my head," I mutter as I walk in, holding a gift bag.If I hadn't set a reminder, I would have forgotten that today was my dad's birthday. So, I'm not mad that he didn't call me. I'll let him stew in his guilt when he realizes he thought badly of me."Darling," my mom calls out, "your daughter is here."My father's footsteps down the stairs are deliberate, as though he's trying to meet his fitness goals. But it's been like that all my life, and it was the sole reason why every time we attended an event, eyes would turn once we walked in.That, and my mother's flare for being fashionably late and her keen sense of style. As a divorce lawyer, my mother always told me there was no need to wear somber clothing in the courtroom as she wasn't trying to sway anyone's opinion in h
Connor"Sir," my secretary's tone carries urgency as she walks in, "someone is here to see you. He doesn't have an appointment, but he says he's a reporter, and he knows something you might want to hear."I doubt that.I've had my fair share of reporters pester me, and while none of their shenanigans have damaged my reputation over the years, our interactions have never been pretty. I should turn this one away, but I've never had one come to my office."Send him in."When the door opens again, a man in a blue dress shirt buttoned to the throat and khaki pants walks in. He flashes the ID around his neck."I'm Arnold Goldsmith," he introduces himself. "Thank you for seeing me on such short notice."I shake my head. "Don't thank me yet. I have no idea why you're here, and I might ask you to leave once you tell me."He sounds confident when he replies, "I don't think you will, sir. I came to give you a heads-up, sort of. My brother works here, Adam," he scratches his half-beard, "he ran i
Evelyn.As I stand in front of Connor's door, I contemplate knocking or turning away, partly because of the noise that is deafening and also because of my racing heart.I shouldn't be this nervous, as it's not my first time in his apartment. It is not the first time we've met at a party either.Yet, I am, and I know why.Because he came to my door two hours ago, caught me off-guard with the kiss that swept me off my feet, and whispered in my ear that he was hosting a party and wanted me to come."If you don't want to, then I'll cancel it. I don't want to disturb you."My heart fluttered at that, and I smiled so hard I thought my lips would get stuck to my teeth. Thirty minutes before the party, I decided to pick out an outfit. I told myself it was just a party on the floor above mine, so I didn't have to overthink."Yet my bedroom is overrun with clothes," I mutter, reaching out to knock.Why does he not have a doorbell like everyone else?Then it occurs to me that if he did, I would
ConnorI cannot stop staring at her.I don't want to stop either, but there's no way to hide it when we are both seated in the back of the car, being driven to the testing center.I knew I should have sat up front in the passenger's seat. The need to be close to Evelyn kept me from doing so because I can't, for the life of me, figure out what she is thinking. It's been a week since we had sex, and she's said nothing about it.Perhaps I should speak up like I did the last time, but I want whatever happens next to be on her terms. I don't want to come off as clingy when I tell Evelyn that sex with her is the best I have ever had and that I'd do anything to spend more time with her.She would most likely laugh and tell me to stop teasing her, but it is the truth. It might have started as sexual attraction, but I want more of her now. I think about taking her golfing again so I can teach her to swing while standing behind her.I want to watch her roll the ball at a bowling alley and see h