Last night, I forgot to slide the curtains over the huge glass door and next morning, the rays of sun woke me up from the peaceful sleep. Something had kept me warm and protected the whole night. Now that I opened my eyes, I could clear see what it was, or more correctly who it was.

It was Evan, who had pulled me close to himself. Our legs were intertwined together and our bodies were practically glued to each other. A warm feeling filled me at our proximity and I blushed deeply. The comfort of his arm was too much to handle for my fragile heart.

I shifted in my seat and that's when his eyes shot open. At first, confusion filled his face, followed by surprise and then finally something softer and warmer.

"I guess I drank too much last night." I said, staring into his deep blue eyes that were casting a spell over me.

"Yeah," he answered and his voice sounded rough and sexy. Up close, he was more beautiful and the urge to trace his face overwhelmed me. He still hadn't loosen his hold on me, not that I was complaining.

"Thanks," he whispered and his eyes lowered to my lips.

"For what?" I asked, licking my lips to wet them.

"I slept great last night, after a long time." he said and the hair on my arms stood up in excitement. I loved that I could be the reason of his comfort and I loved that he was still being sweet instead of his usual rude self.

"Glad I could be of any help." I smiled. The corners of lips lifted upwards and he raised his hand to caress my cheeks. His touch caused my cheeks to heat up more and I struggled to keep my eyes open.

At an annoyingly slow speed, his fingers reached my lips and he traced my lower lip with his thumb. My chest heaved up and down as my breaths came out rough.

When he slowly scooted his face closer to me, the desire to feel his lips over mine filled me and I closed my eyes in anticipation. His lips hovered over mine, his surprisingly minty breath tingled my skin and the my stomach tightened in many knots.

"Fuck," he groaned when suddenly, the sound of my phone appeared from somewhere between us. My eyes shot open and I looked around for my mobile, refusing to meet his eyes.

"It's Geena," I said and my voice sounded hoarse. I rose to sitting position and behind me, Evan stretched himself on the bed.

I slid the screen and answered the video call. Cara's face appeared on the screen and her sight brightened my day. "Mama," she screamed excitedly when she saw me.

"Cara," I smiled on seeing her. "How are you, baby?" I asked.

"I am fine, Mama. And I miss you and Daddy." she said with a pout.

"We miss you too. Here, say hi to daddy." I said and turned the screen to Evan.

"Hello, Daddy." she brought her hand to screen and waved it.

"Hello. Do you need anything, Cara?" he asked in a serious voice.

"No," she said.

"Great." he said and handed me the phone back.

"Don't be a jerk." I glared at him while whispering.

I passed the mobile black to him again, all the while frowning in displeasure. He rolled his eyes at my reaction and then added, "I miss you, sweetheart."

Cara giggled in return and then told him, "Geena made me pancakes in the breakfast."

His eyes moved to me. "Smile," I motioned with my hand.

Giving me a scowl, he smiled at the screen and then said, "That's great. I wish I could eat breakfast with you."

"I will save some for you." she exclaimed excitedly. After talking for few minutes, Cara cut the call and Evan left to take a shower. Sliding the curtains, I lay down again and closed my eyes to sleep some more, although the memory of our almost kiss kept me awake.

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After Evan left for some work, I changed into my swimwear and took a novel with me to the beach. I spent the day there, lying on the folding chair, letting my skin tan a little.

It was 5 when Evan called me and told me that I should get ready for the party. I made my way back to the house and took a long bath, using all the bathing products until I was smelling like flowers.

Wearing the bathrobe, I came out and dried my hair. I decided to put on the dress at the end so my clumsy self won't end up spilling anything on it.

I did my makeup first. The party was probably going to be all fancy shmancy so I used all the makeup skills I had. I even used a red lipstick that I never wears usually because it doesn't suit my face. For hair, I straightened them and then curled the ends to make them look bouncier and more voluminous.

Once I was done, I slipped into the stunning black dress. It was a plain silk evening gown that reached the floor. It had spaghetti straps and a low neckline but the fitting of the dress was amazing. Even though it hugged me like a glove, my stomach didn't felt flabby like they usually did in such tight dresses. I smiled in amusement when I ran my hands along my curves, the fabric of the dress feeling amazing against my touch.

I heard the sound of footsteps and excitement filled me on seeing Evan's reaction. I swept all my hair to one shoulder and then stood silently until he opened the door and walked inside.

He stopped when he saw me and a wave of surprise filled his face. His eyes travelled down my body, making me feel warm and excited.

"How do I look?" I asked, controlling my smile.

"Um... You..." he took a pause. "You look.... Like you need some jewelry to go with this dress." he said and my eyebrows dipped on the unexpected answer.

"Well, um... I forgot to bring anything." I said.

He stared at me and looked like he was in some deep thought. After a minute or so, he made his way to the cupboard and looked inside for something.

He returned with a black box. He gave it to me and motioned me to open it. Confused, I opened its small hinge and my eyes widened when they fell on the dazzling piece of necklace inside, with matching earring. It was plain yet simple silver piece but it's sparkle was enough to blind someone.

"It belonged to Eliza. I gave her when she announced her pregnancy to me but she never got to wear it. I don't know if it would feel weird for you to wear it." he said, his face uncomfortable.

"Um... It's hers. I would feel bad for using it." I said. If dead people actually look over the alive ones, she would definitely want to kill me on wearing her jewelry. After all, she was a woman and a woman hates to share her husband's gift.

"Well, you share a bed with her husband and her daughter calls you mama. I think she won't care much about this necklace." he said with a sad smile on his face. The look in his eyes reminded me that I was not his choice; I was a compromise he had to made for her daughter.

"Okay," I said. He took the box from me and then asked me to turn around. He walked behind me and then I lifted my hair so that he could pass the chain.

Through the mirror, our eyes met and both pair of eyes were filled with emptiness. His, for not being with the love of his life right now and mine, for the dreadful feeling that I would never see the love in his eyes. Knowingly or unknowingly, I was falling for him and I hated myself for it.

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