“What about Leigha Bergmann?” I ask pointedly.
Then Evan steps under the spray of water, and little droplets drip down every inch of his insanely hot body.
From his broad, muscular shoulders, to his well defined abs, and the V-shape leading down his sizeable member.
“It was a moment of weakness,” He tells me as he washes his hair.
“C’mere,” Evan demands.
Before I know it, he begins to soap down my body and every touch sends all my nerve endings into overdrive mode.
“Leigha,” I demand an answer.
“You and I, are not exclusive according to you, and you were mad at the time. We were both drunk and sad, you know what happens when two people drink a bottle of Petrone? Sex. That’s what happens. I think you’re well aware of that,” Evan replies flatly.
His hands still run across my body until he pulls me against him in the spray.
“Tell me you’re not jealous of Leigha?” Evan asks.
“I’m not,” I stammer.
“But it bothers you,” He persists.
“I think you cared about her, more than you admit,” I finally tell him.
“I didn’t, I care about her as a friend, that’s all Vic,” Evan tells me.
“So how much longer are we going to go on, before you give in, and just admit you want more of a commitment?” He is as bold as ever.
“I don’t know,” is the only answer that comes to mind, even if it won’t satisfy him.
When Evan kisses me this time, it’s not the kind of kiss that leads to him mercilessly fucking me, it’s sweet, intense, and bends my mind in all sorts of directions.
For the first time in my life, I kiss a man back and my mind is completely blank.
There’s nothing but vapid emptiness in my head as Evan’s smooth lips press against mine, over and over again until I’m dizzy.
When we finally pull away, the spray of the water has gotten colder, but Evan is focused on me.
I can’t stop myself, I stare into his eyes that bore right back into mine.
“What was that?” I ask.
“I don’t know,” he replies honestly.
Whether Evan leaves me to get ready for dinner because he knows I like my privacy, or because he needs to decipher the kiss in peace, I don’t know.
I just know, as I pull on a black mini dress, that I’m as confused as I’ve always been.
Our relationship is supposed to be easy, but whatever Evan and I have confuses me more than my divorce
Then he appears in my doorway, freshly dressed with his blonde hair still wet.
“Ready for dinner?” he asks.
I simply nod, and bite my lip.
My head still spins, wildly out of control, from that one kiss.
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