Evelyn’s POV
His hands circled around my neck. “You would ensure that it would work.” He breathed around my nape.
“Do you understand?” He repeated.
“Yes,” I struggled to answer.
“Damn! You sound so sexy, and smell nice too, you've been eating a lot of nice stuff and going out to fancy places, huh?” He whispered.
“You no longer give a f**k about me,” He went on.
“That's not true. I care about you and I miss you,” I answered him.
“Prove it.” He freed me, reclining on the couch.
I leaned in, kissing him on the lips. When he didn't respond, I crossed my legs over, settling on his laps, facing him. I cupped his cheeks, drawing him closer to myself, this time he responded, curving his hands behind my back. He took charge of the kiss.
It didn't feel the same, didn't have the electroc
