Calista

Ididn’t get much sleep because as soon as one of us opened our eyes, we were waking up the other. Last night, I had more orgasms than I’ve had in my last few relationships combined.

Then, this morning, Evan woke me up with his head between my legs and was lazily eating me out. His words in my head from last night about how it wasn’t for me, it was for him, make me so damn hot.

I’ve been with a few guys, and all of them saw me going down on me as a chore, something they had to do to get me ready for what they wanted. But with Evan proving he honestly enjoys it? Fuck, this man is going to be the death of me.

I’m in the bathroom getting dressed, and every time I move, I’m deliciously sore. In my younger years, riding Evan the way I did last night would have been easy, but now it’s a workout for sure.

When I pick up my phone before heading downstairs, I see I have a missed phone call from Kaylee and go outside to talk to her. There is so much to say.

“Calista?” she answers.

I just launch right into it. “Evan and I had sex, and it was amazing.” She lets me go over all the details of how it happened, but once I’m into the story, I realize she was more excited by the kiss than this.

“Kaylee? What’s wrong?” I ask.

“I know this is a big moment for you, and this is shit timing, but I’m finding it hard to be excited for you,” she says.

My heart sinks. “What is going on?”

“I was brought in for more questioning by a not-so-nice guy at the station, who informed me that I am now a suspect.”

“What the fuck?” I say before turning on my heel and marching my way back inside to confront Evan. He may not be working, but I know he’s keeping up with the case.

“We will settle this once and for all,” I tell her. As I go, I text Cody to get here and to sit with Evan. He asks if everything is okay. I say I don’t know, but I need him here now. I’m walking inside when he informs me he’s on his way.

When I walk into the room, Evan greets me with a happy grin. It disappears when I don’t match it.

“Kaylee is a suspect. Are you kidding me?” I say, raising my voice.

His brows knit together, and I can clearly see the pain on his face.

“I can’t talk about this. But she should go talk to Jack,” he says, pleading with his eyes for me to drop this.

For a moment, I’m torn. Did he know she was brought in for questioning when we were sleeping together? I have so many questions, but this isn’t the time for them.

“Have you talked to Jack?” I ask Kaylee.

“No,” she says softly.

“Okay, listen. Cody is on his way to stay with Evan, and I’m on my way to you. I will go with you to see Jack.”

“I’m scared.” Her voice is trembling and all the fight is out of her.

“I know. Get ready, and I’ll be there soon,” I say, and we hang up.

“Did you know last night?” I ask one question I have to know.

“No, I haven’t talked to anyone at the station in a few days,” he says.

As I move around the house to get my stuff together, Evan calls out.

“Don’t Evan. I will always choose her, and that is what I am doing right now. This is bullshit and you know it.” I leave to go upstairs, to change my clothes and throw my hair up in a messy bun.

When I come back downstairs, Evan is standing at the bottom of the stairs.

“I’m not asking you to choose. Your fierce protectiveness of those who matter to you is one of the many things I love about you, and I’d never ask you to change. Tell Jack I told him to call Rick about the details, and he will get him everything he needs. I will call him when you leave, so he’s ready,” he says softly.