Evelyn POV
Completely distracted by Ryland's relentless pounding, I can vaguely hear the upstairs shower running. I try to get up, but Ryland growls, forcing me back down over the back of the lounge, the crinkling of plastic is loud in the quiet house, beside his heavy breathing as he rams into me.
“Well, Thaddeus said she was working her ass off; I didn’t think he meant literally.” I hear a voice, and we both freeze.
I know that voice, and the shame of that voice hits me like a tonne of bricks. I don’t know if I want to laugh at the predicament I am just caught in, or cry.
“Amara, do not step through that door with Mara,” I hear Imogen say behind us.
Ryland quickly extracts himself from my body, and I turn, using him as a shield, only to see Imogen dart outside. Ryland snickers a
