Special Friend

Zevian couldn't help but smile at Evelyn's reaction, feeling the heat rise within him in tandem with her anticipation. He had deliberately foregone wearing the hoodie earlier, fully expecting her reaction. Now, however, his own plans to tease her were backfiring as the urge to kiss her overwhelmed his senses.

Yet, there were matters regarding his past marriage with Katherine and Kiana's birth that needed to be cleared before he could pursue anything with Evelyn. He thought, controlling himself.

Evelyn's heart pounded in her chest, feeling Zevian get even closer, his face just a hair's breadth away from hers. She held her breath, waiting for what seemed inevitable. A few frustrating seconds passed, and instead of his lips, she felt the soft fabric of the brush against her shoulders.