Evangeline
I was about ninety percent certain that Carter would turn me away. But instead he’s jabbing the power button on his tablet and stowing the device in the nightstand.
Stopping at the foot of the bed, I say, “Are you sure? I told you guys I didn’t want to f**k around.”
“Oh, Evie, doll.” He gives me a soft smile. “I’ve been waiting for you to change your mind.”
Maybe I should be annoyed that he held out hope, but I’m just so freaking happy that he stuck around. Because the truth is, I need him. I haven’t been able to handle being around him—Leonard, too, although he’s been grouchy and closed off. But otherwise, every moment with them is fraught with s****l tension. Casual conversations while we wait for coffee to brew. Brief greetings when the guys come home from work at the end
