Evelyn
I clenched my teeth at the sound of his voice, not because I loathed it, but because of the unsettling effect it had on me, pulling every fiber of my being toward him. My hands balled into fists at my sides before I summoned the courage to turn and face him. A sharp intake of breath almost escaped me as our eyes met once more- those piercing green eyes of his never failed to captivate me.
You have got this, Evelyn. You can do it.
"Well, Maybe I was leaving because I simply didn't want to look at your f*****g face," I shot back, a hint of venom lacing my words. A faint smirk tugged at his lips, as though he doubted my sincerity. In truth, he probably did.
I so badly wished he couldn't read me so easily.
"I don't think you hate seeing my face," he said, setting the be
