(Evy's Point of View)
"Evelyn,"
My head bolted up from my table at the sound of my name.
"Adam," I called confusedly as Adam sauntered into my office.
He was hastily ambling round the table to my side, abruptly clasping me by the shoulders and heaving me up to my feet. I wheezed in shock as he enveloped me in his arms. I was mushed up against him.
"I was so apprehensive," He mumbled, holding me even tighter, shirking the validity that I was a human who needed to freaking breathe. I patted frantically on his back, making sure he got the hint that he was squeezing me to death, luckily he did and drew back but his hands remained on my shoulders. "Are you alright, Evy, he didn't hurt you right?"
My brows narrowed in complication. "He?"
"I'm talking about Nate," He aired
