Evan's Addiction (17 page)

     “I know someone that could look into it, through phone records and
P.I. stuff.” I amended. 

     His brow arched. “Really…Well, it doesn’t matter now if she’s
going to divorce him anyway.”

     “It could help with her settlement though. The way you’ve talked
about him he may try leaving her with nothing. Confirming that he was cheating
on her would give her some leverage.”

     His gaze sharpened on me. “That’s a bit scary, Shaw. You sound
like you have some previous experience with divorce. You haven’t been married,
have you?”

     I snorted at the very idea of putting that kind of trust in a man.
“No way, I’ve just seen lots of examples of cheating and the resulting
behaviors.”

     His eyebrows went up further. “Lots, huh? Don’t tell me all those
guys were from your own experience.” 

     I scoffed. “You have to be in a relationship for a guy to cheat. I
don’t do relationships.” Evan was smiling but his eyes were watchful as he
stared at me. “And who said I was only talking about guys?” I quirked my brow
at him. “I’ve seen quite a few girl cheaters as well.”

     His grin turned wicked. “Are any of those
girls
from your
own experience?” 

     I rolled my eyes. “Perv.”

     “That’s not a revelation.” He chuckled. “And all guys are perv’s
if you evaluate it from girl on girl action. We all wonder about it, hope to
see it, would die happy to be in the same room with it.”

     “Double perv.” I said holding back my own laughter.

     “Who’s a double perv?” Nic asked walking up with Carrie.

     “Your friend.” I announced snootily.

     Evan turned his snickers on Nic, but his hand began to stroke my
back, and my breathing trembled in my chest. “I was just explaining to Shaw
about guys and their obsession with girl on girl action.”

     Nic grinned but then grimaced while giving Carrie a side glance.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about perv.”

     Both Evan and I roared with laughter, though mine was a bit shaky.

CHAPTER
EIGHT

EVAN

     My hand stroked Shaw’s slim back as the both of us laughed at
Nic’s all out lie.

     Damn, she was looking absolutely gorgeous tonight; wearing a light
yellow sun-dress cinched at her waist, curls loose and wild, and blowing in the
breeze, and just enough make-up to make her green eyes more vibrant and her
lush lips a fuller pink.

     When I’d stepped onto that veranda and first seen her all I’d
wanted was drag her away and finally ease this excruciating ache inside of me,
but it wasn’t because of the dress and make-up. My desire for her was just
escalating too rapidly for me to contain. I felt like a junkie for her voice,
her laugh, and her attitude…everything about her was addictive.

     When Nic had called and told me that Shaw was heading down with
them today I’d been ecstatic, but then as the hours had passed I’d wondered who
else had shown early. In truth, I’d been worried about Juan trying something
with Shaw, but he wasn’t the one who’d been talking her up when I arrived; it
had been his damn brother.

     I hadn’t been happy seeing him sitting next to her. In fact, I’d
been fucking pissed, and then the shit had gotten all cocky with me. I knew he
was poking the bear in me, and any other girl I would have laughed it off, but
I hadn’t been able to with Shaw.

     “Nic, how long have we been going out,” Carrie gave Nic a light
elbow to the stomach, “because I might have been naïve once but I’m not any
longer. Hanging around your roommates has enlightened me enormously.”

     “I hope you’re including me in on you corruption.” Shaw voiced
soberly.

     Carrie nodded gravely. “Oh, definitely.”

     They stared at each other straight-faced for two full seconds
before cracking up. It was adorable to see. It was also nice to see Shaw
laughing. It seemed like she was either too serious or throwing up her acerbic
veneer. I loved her barbed tongue, but I wanted to see other parts of her as
well. 

     My hand curled around Shaw’s shaking side as I gave Nic a friendly
sneer. “And Nic, if you’re not imagining two women then the only other option
is…”    

     “Don’t even go there, Evan.” Nic growled.

     “Why so sensitive.” I taunted. “Did I touch a nerve?”

     “You are so not funny.” He grunted.

     “Evan’s reminding me of a vision I had.” Carrie turned in Nic’s
arms sporting a mischievous grin. “It involved your lacrosse team and a rival’s
lacrosse team…”

     Nic’s expression turned horrified and he clapped a hand over
Carrie’s mouth. “Woman, I told you to never mention that again.”

     She giggled under his hand and began mumbling something but Nic dragged
her away so I wasn’t able to catch it. “Shit, that sounded like it could have
been good.”

     “I have a better chance of getting it out of Carrie than you have
of getting it out of Nic.” Shaw proclaimed with a superior tone before walking
away.

      I was on her ass instantly, grasping her sides from behind, and bending
down to whisper in her ear. “Is that another bet, because I’m so on it?” But
I’d rather be on her…over her…in her…Damn, she smelled good. My nose skimmed
her ear as I inhaled her. Fuck, my dick hurt.    

     She lurched faintly and I held tighter. “And what would the bet be
for?” Her voice was soft and breathless.

     I steered her closer to the waters edge as we strolled so our feet
would get hit by the cool oceans waves. “Well, we’re already having a stroll
along the beach, so…” One of my hands splayed, reaching toward the undersides
of her breasts but not touching.

     Shaw quivered and sucked in a sharp breath. “Quit joking.”

     “I’m not the one joking all the time.” I pulled her to a stop and growled
in her ear. Under their own volition my hips surged forward pressing my swollen
cock into the globes of her firm ass. My eyes closed in agonized bliss.

     Shaw trembled in my arms, her ribcage heaving under my hands.
After a moment she turned in my arms to face me; her cheeks were flushed, and
her eyes were brilliantly green and filled with arousal…and something else. Coming
in closer her hands settled on my chest, and with my heart pumping wildly in
anticipation I leaned down for those addictive lips…but then I was given a
powerful shove…and I was on my ass in the water, a wave breaking over me
soaking me from mid-chest down. 

     I stared up at her in astonishment to find her laughing, and froze
at the sight of her. The setting sun was behind her making her red hair blaze
like fire. She was like a beacon for unwary sailors; set out to draw them to
their happy deaths. And her eyes were brighter than the sun, drawing me into
the maelstrom.

     “Where’d you get the idea that I’ve been joking?” She sputtered
through her laughter. 

     I heard distant laughter as the group took notice of what happened
and backtracked to enjoy the show, but my focus was Shaw. Shooting up out of
the water I rushed her. Screaming she turned to run but didn’t make it two feet
before I scooped her up cradle style and strode back toward the water.

     Shit, she felt good in my arms.

     Shaw’s arms wrapped around my neck tightly. “It was an accident, I
swear.” She screamed still giggling.

     I stared down at her in incredulity. “Are you seriously going with
that?”

     Eyes shining luminously she tried for solemn, but was failing
miserably. “It’s the truth. I was losing my balance and it was either me or
you. You appeared to need some cooling off anyway.” She mumbled the last part
under her breath.

     It was true that the sudden dunking had eased my aching erection,
but it was coming back just as glaringly.

     I stopped mid-thigh in the water and stared down at her. “Admit
the truth and I might spare you.” I rumbled menacingly. 

     Her eyes widened in alarm and mirth as she tightened her arms.
“It’s true, I swear…you did need cooling off.”

     My lip twitched. That mouth of hers made me so hard…bend her over
and fuck her like an animal hard.

     “Evan, just to warn you; if she gets wet everything will show.”
Seth shouted.

     My eyes narrowed as the three brothers and Blake cheered at that.

     “And Evan, the water is doing wonders in proving Shaw’s assertion
correct. You do appear to need cooling off.” Amanda yelled through her
laughter.

      I didn’t care that I was giving everyone a show, but Shaw’s brows
shot up and she pulled herself even closer. I could feel her soft breasts with
hard nipples through my damp shirt and looking down I saw that even though I
hadn’t immersed her she’d still gotten quite wet from me picking her up. The
top of her dress was plastered to skin displaying everything.

     Striding out of the water I grunted. “You’re lucky, Red.” My
hard-on pushed against my wet pants in a frenzy to get to her.  

     I considered carrying Shaw all the way back just so I wouldn’t
have to set her down, or give all the guys a free peep show, but Gabby had a
sweater and offered it up. As Shaw tugged it on I pulled my shirt out of my pants
to cover my bulge.

     “What did you do to deserve that?” Trey snickered, sidling up next
to me.

     Seth grunted under his breath. “That’s just their foreplay.”

     Trey scowled, and even though I was uncomfortable in my wet
clothes I grinned at the truth of it, and his disgruntlement at it.

     We all turned to head back and I stepped up next to Shaw again.

     “Are you mad?” Shaw slid a hooded glance up at me. 

     “I told you, you’re not trying hard enough.” I said referring to
her bitch comment from the other day.

     She grinned. “Tell me I at least stepped it up.”

     “It was excellent effort.” I’d never had more fun with…anyone.

     “Is this party over or are we continuing it?” Juan asked.

     “I’m not drinking any more, but you guys can. I will not be hung
over for my wedding.” Maya announced.

     “Me neither.” Landon echoed, kissing the side of her head.

     “It’s only nine, way too early for bed.” Greg stated, hugging his
date and nuzzling into the crook of her neck causing her to giggle
breathlessly.  

     The girl was different than the other females I’d seen him with.
He was Black GQ and I normally saw him with females that matched his look;
business type woman with a sophisticated appearance. This girl was Middle Eastern
punk with streaks of purple in her hair and eyebrow piercing. She was
exotically beautiful, and seemed nice if kind of quiet. Greg appeared really
into her if his roaming hands and lips were any indication. He’d never been
that touchy feely with the other females I’d seen him with.

     Back on the veranda fires had been started in the outdoor
fireplaces and a few close family members of Maya’s and Landon’s still lounged
talking and drinking.

     “Shaw, do you need to go up and change?” Hopefully she’d follow me
upstairs and we could get stuck up there.

     Unfortunately, she shook her head. “No, I’m not too wet. A few
minutes by the fire will dry me out.” 

     I sighed; always difficult my girl…wait…that wasn’t phrased quite
right. My girl at the moment…yeah, that worked.

     After a quick run upstairs to change into dry shorts and shirt I
came back down to take my seat next to Shaw. The veranda had been opened to other
guests and the Cruz brothers and Blake were able to snag up some women of their
own keeping them happy and away from Shaw. We spent the next couple hours
shooting the shit, laughing, and I got a nice buzz going on. During that time I
was only able to get casual touches in but watching Shaw’s reaction to them…the
blushes, the quivering, her pebbled nipples…set my nerves humming in unremitting
torture.

     Maya suddenly stood. “I’m ready for bed. It’s been a long day and
I have a feeling its going to take me forever to fall asleep tonight.”

     Landon stood, arm attached to her, eyes hot. “I really,
really
wish I could help you with that, darlin’.”

     She leaned into him, all gooey-eyed. “Me too.”

     Their love was sickening to watch…most of the time. Sometimes I
was a little envious, but I wasn’t ready for that kind of intense emotion. All
my roommates had been sucked into love abyss, but I really didn’t think I had
it in me to feel it like they did. My brain was too analytical. 

     “Yeah, we’re going up as well.” Nic stated pulling Carrie up with
him.

     Seth, Nadia, Amanda, and Noah followed suit…and then Shaw. If she
was going up then so was I. Everyone else decided to stay as the rest of us
moved toward the elevators. We all disembarked on the same floor and moved
toward our designated rooms. I shadowed Shaw to hers and when she stopped at
her door I stopped with her. 

     She was giving me sidelong glances the whole way but didn’t say
anything which I took as affirmation to what we both wanted, and that had my
blood running in molten expectancy. Slipping her card in and out of the key
slot Shaw pushed the door open while smiling at me.

     “Thanks for walking me to my door, Evan.” The next instant the
door was being shut firmly in my face.

     My head hit her door with a long tortured groan and I heard
laughter off to the side of me. Tilting my head I saw Nic standing at the door
adjacent to Shaw’s, Carrie hooked in his arms.

     “You guys are too funny.” He snorted walking into his room…with
his girl…on the way to having sex…something I wasn’t going to be doing tonight
it appeared.

     I thumped my head again hoping she’d hear and open the door. She
didn’t. The girl was killing me, killing me I tell you. Why was she holding
out? I know she wanted me; it had been all over her face tonight, and apparent
in the way her body reacted to mine. If she was trying to build the tension
between us more…well, mission accomplished, because I was ready to explode!