~ Evie ~
It’s stupid o’clock past midnight and my body’s buzzing like it’s got its own horny little rebellion going on.
All I can think about is Jack.
I just want to be right there next to him.
Curled against his side, skin on skin, breathing the same air.
Even if we do nothing but talk absolute rubbish - about nothing, about everything, about how the ceiling fan looks like it’s judging us.
I just can’t sleep. I ease out of my room, trying not to make a sound.The rest of the house is silent. Everyone else is fast asleep. Down the stairs, past the kitchen, to the home gym in the back. The door's cracked open, light spilling out. My heart picks up. He's in there. I peek in - yep, Jack, shirtless, sweat, pumping iron like he's got something to prove. Those muscles flexing. f**k, he look
