Together Forever

Chapter 42

Ethan

I glance at Matt who is working on his computer, half lying on the couch in my office. It's been a

thousand times I guess I told him to at least try to be a bit professional when he's with me. But it's Matt

after all.

Today morning I had to go to visit a construction site with Evelyn and Liam was there too. I don't know

why but seeing his face is enough to anger me. Maybe he has some tectonic problems with his face.

It's only evening now but I can't wait anymore to go home. It's weird how the same me used to spend

the whole night in the office just months back.

I look down at the file in my hand in irritation. It's boring. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

I sigh and look away when my eyes fall on my phone. And I smile.

I take the phone and type a message to Evelyn.

Ethan: Are you home already?

I wait a minute before my phone buzzes.

Evelyn: On my way.

I type the next message, a huge smile on my face.

Ethan: Missing me?

Evelyn: Oh you wish!

My lips turn into a pout as I read the message. Doesn't she miss me at all? Maybe it's only me who is

missing her like crazy.

Ethan: But I'm missing you a lot.

I write honestly.

While I wait for her reply, I look up to unexpectedly meet Matt's questioning gaze. He has his laptop

beside him as he's sitting straight, watching me attentively with both of his hands on his cheeks like

Evelyn watches criminal minds. He wiggles his eyebrows at me as he asks,

"Are you ok, bro? One second smiling, the next moment pouting? I guess something is wrong with your

system." He taps his chin, playfully.

I glare at him, "Nothing's wrong. Stop disturbing my work and do yours."

"Tsk tsk tsk. I'm watching how much you're working. Liar, liar, pants on fire!" He says, laughing like an

idiot.

"Are you 5 or what? Someone, please tell him to grow up." I shake my head.

"Don't worry about me dude. Now tell me who you were texting. Well, let me guess." He thinks for a

while before smirking, "Evie, right?"

"Yeah, so what?" I snap, irritated.

"So nothing lover boy." He shrugs.

I am about to speak when my phone buzzes again.

I look down and read her text and an involuntary smile breaks through my face.

Evelyn: Then come home early today.

I think I just needed to hear that to close the file I was working on.

"Hey hey where are you going?" Matt asks me as I stand up, gathering my things.

"Home."

I say as soon as he gives me a shocked look.

"What? Why? It's just evening. You never ever went home this early. And above all, you're supposed to

join a meeting with Mr. Liam in thirty minutes. "

"Well, cancel it. I'm in a good mood and don't want to see that fucker right now. "

He frowns at me, "Fucker? What has that innocent guy ever done to you?"

"Excuse me? Innocent? Innocent my ass. I can't stand him." I bite out.

"And might I know the reason?"

"Evelyn had a crush on him when they were in high school and now that fucker wants her back. God

damnit!"

Matt keeps watching me with wide eyes for a pretty few seconds before he bursts out laughing and falls

back on the couch.

Did I say something funny?

"Why the hell are you laughing?" I ask, annoyed.

"Oh my God! Ethan fucking Jones is jealous! It's not like he's snatching your Evelyn away from you."

He says between his laughter.

Taking the file off my desk, I throw it aiming at his face but he catches it skillfully.

"I will chop off his fucking head if he even thinks of that."

I say and walk towards the door, Matt still laughing.

As I open the door, I hear him say,

"Ethan became a lovesick puppy! Hahahahaha!"

"Fuck you!" I shout, before closing the door.

……

Evelyn

I open the door as I push myself into the house and kick my shoes off. I throw my purse on the couch

as well as plop myself on it. Resting my back on the pillow, I close my eyes when the phone rings out.

Opening the purse, I take it out to see Nick's name flashing on the screen. I miss them so much. It's

been so many days I didn't get to talk to Nick or Leah.

Receiving the call, I put it in my ear,

"Hey, Nicki!" I greet him.

"Yo babe! Seems like you forgot us."

"No, Nicki." I pout, "I was just too busy. Sorry."

"You know what? You put all your attention into your work. It's not good at all to work that much."

"Don't talk like dad," I say, chuckling. "By the way, how are you doing? And how's Lee?"

"We're doing great. You can't imagine what happened last night. We sneaked out of the house and

went to a party because Mr grumpy pants…um...I mean Leah's dad would never permit us." He says,

laughing.

I giggle as I reply, "Nicki! You can't address your soon-to-be father-in-law like that. Learn how to respect

people." I scold playfully.

"But he doesn't like me. I don't know how I will tell him about us. He will surely chop me in pieces. But

Aunt Mary is sweet though. She knows about us too."

I know managing my uncle will be hard. He has always been strict about life rules and not to mention,

Nick is someone who doesn't even know what that word means. There will be a war for sure when he

gets to know about their relationship.

"I know. Uncle is always like this. But don't worry much. He loves Leah so much and when her

happiness is with you, he will agree eventually."

"Hmm...let's see. Ok, enough of us. Tell me how you are."

"I'm good," I say, biting my lip.

I guess I should at least tell Nick that I'm now in Ethan's house. I'm feeling so bad for not saying that

earlier. But if I tell Leah now, she will surely kill me.

"Nick? I have to tell you something important. I know I should have told a long time ago but I was

nervous."

"What is it?"

"First promise me you won't say anything to Leah."

"Promise."

I look down at my hand and speak in a breath, "The day you left, I moved into Ethan's house. He forced

me of course. And also I needed to fix some things with him. So...I'm here now."

After I finish, there's a long pause on the other line but I see the call is still on. What's wrong?

The second I place the phone against my ear again, all I hear is a scream.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL? YOU'RE LIVING WITH ETHAN AND YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT

NOW? HOW DARE YOU? OH MY GOD! WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN YOU GUYS? ARE YOU A

COUPLE NOW? OMG! I NEED TREATS!"

He keeps shouting, giving me no chance to speak. Damn! I forgot it was Nick.

"Nick! Shut up. SHUT UP! Let me explain, idiot." I yell along with him.

"Ok, explain then." He says, breathing heavily.

I sigh, "Ethan confessed to me some days ago but I didn't say anything in reply."

"Why? Don't you feel the same?"

"No, no, it's nothing like that. It's just I'm nervous and I don't know how to tell him that."

"Stop acting like a dumbass and go tell him you love him too. Don't make him wait. It hurts. I'm telling

you from experience." He says proudly as I roll my eyes.

I snort, "Eh! Saying that boy who was scared to confess to his girl himself. Hahahahaha!"

I can imagine him pouting and he replies, "Don't make fun of me. Just be together soon. I'm happy for

you. Anyways, got to go. Leah is shouting. Bye"

I smile, "Bye."

Hopping off the couch, I head to my bedroom and enter the closet. Taking a black hoodie and leggings,

I get into the washroom. After taking a long shower, I dress up and come out. I wipe my hair with a

towel and comb before letting them open to dry naturally.

After I am done, I march towards the bookshelf and start searching through the piles of books. Taking a

book out, I open it and am engrossed in reading when suddenly two strong arms wrap around my

waist. The book falls on the floor as I scream and turn my head just to meet two familiar brown eyes.

"Back hug is something couples do, not friends."

My own voice rings in my head. I told Nick once.

I come to my senses and scowl, "You scared me, Ethan."

He grins putting his chin on my shoulder, "Sorry."

He seems like he just took a shower and his hair is watery. He has a white half-sleeved t-shirt on that

shows his hot muscular arms. He loves to show them off I guess!

I place my hands on his and put my head back, cherishing the moment. It feels good.

"You told me to come early and I came."

"Hmm. Wasn't there any important work?" I ask.

"A meeting and I canceled it. But Matt made fun of me." He pouts.

"What did he say?" I giggle.

"He called me a lovesick puppy! Can you believe it?" He exclaims, causing me to laugh.

"He wasn't wrong though." I tease.

"Please. Not you too."

I turn around as I see water dripping from his hair that already wetted my shoulder.

"Your hair is wet," I say, pointing at his hair.

"Oops. I forgot again." He says, pulling the tip of his hair with his fingers and smiles sheepishly.

I roll my eyes as I bring a towel from the closet and hand it to him but instead of taking it, he puts his

head forward making me roll my eyes again.

However, I wipe his hair nicely before putting the towel in its place again.

When I come back, I see him smirking at me, his hair falling upon his forehead.

"What?" I ask.

"Do you know who usually does what you just did?" He points at his head.

Wiping his hair?

"Who?" I ask, confused.

His smirk deepens as he says, "Wifee."

Oh, now I get it.

I raise my eyebrows, a sly smile on my face, "Oh really?"

"Oh yeah."

I take a small step towards him, "But you know wife does some other things too."

He seems a bit confused at first seeing my reaction but soon he smirks again.

"Yes, I know. Do you want to do those too?" He tilts his head.

I can play too, Ethan Jones! You will see now.

I nod mockingly, "Only if you want." I take another step as he's standing on the edge of the bed.

"You don't have any idea how eager I am."

"Hmm." I hum, smirking, and push Ethan slightly causing him to fall back on the bed on his back, he

balances himself on his elbows. I lean forward, putting my hands and knees on the bed, and slowly

move towards Ethan. By now, he has a totally puzzled look.

I pass forward now that my body is upon him. He tries to speak but gets completely dumbstruck. Didn't

expect me to be like this. But he should know he's not the only player.

I get closer, my face inches away from him, our breath hitting each other. Ethan gulps when I softly

place my hand on his cheek and start to get lower to his jaw and neck. Smiling, I tilt my head and touch

my cheek with his, my hair drowsily spreading over Ethan's face. My fingers get lower and lower to his

arm, tracing his veins and I feel his body stiffen beneath me. He suddenly grasps my hand, stopping

me as he mumbles,

"Evelyn, what are you doing?" Nervousness in his voice.

I place my lips on his ear as I whisper, "Just what a wife does."

When I stare into his eyes, I see them clouded. He holds my cheek with one hand and wraps another

around my waist, pushing me to him more. He brings his lips towards me, eyes half-closed when I

suddenly get off of him and stand on my feet, leaving a shocked Ethan in bed.

You got fooled, Ethan!

He gives me a questioning look and I grin, "But guess what, I'm not your wife." I simply shrug.

"Are you kidding me?" He asks, clearly annoyed.

"I'm just speaking the truth."

"You were playing with me all the while?"

I nod, innocently, "Guess so."

He snorts before jumping off of the bed.

"I just got played. Don't you think you have to pay for this?" He smirks devilishly, coming towards me.

I step back bit by bit before running out of the room laughing with Ethan chasing me from behind as I

hear Ethan shout.

"You can't run away from me, Wifee."