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Authors: Anya Nowlan, Rory Dale
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Ethan cautioned, looking around the battlefield of an apartment.
“Should he be moved?”
“Don’t worry, Evan’s taken beatings a lot worse than this,” Everett grinned.
“I’m feeling better already,” Evan said, propping himself up on his elbows and smiling at Karen.
Jameson and Everett half-carried Evan to Ethan’s car, laying him down on the backseat. They had their own ride and said they would see Karen, Evan and Ethan at Ethan’s place. Karen sat in the passenger seat, glancing back at Evan every few minutes to make sure he was alright.
He is going to be fine , she chanted to herself.
Karen hadn’t really taken the time to explore her feelings towards Evan. Of course there was an undeniable attraction between them, but it was more than that. Karen hadn’t allowed herself to admit it, because relationships are difficult and take hard work and she just wanted a break from tough decisions and challenges.
Evan was a truly good man, caring and protective, honest and kind, and exciting and dangerous in a good way. She trusted him completely. He felt like home. Thinking of him bleeding and hurt was unbearable. It felt like her heart had been put in a vice.
Ethan’s house was a cozy two-story family home outside of town. Ethan propped his brother up, supporting him with his shoulder. Karen held the door open for them. Once inside, they were greeted by a beautiful blond lady who guided the brothers to what Karen guessed to be the guest bedroom. Ethan started taking off Evan’s bloody clothes while the woman nudged Karen back towards the living room.
“I know you’re worried, I promise you, I’ve been there,” she reassured her kindly. “He is safe now. He’s going to be just fine. Let’s get you cleaned up, okay?”
Karen looked down at her hands, caked with dried blood and nodded.
“I’m Jennifer, by the way, Ethan’s wife,” she said, leading the way to the bathroom.
“I’m Karen, Evan’s… friend,” Karen hesitated.
“I’m sure you’re more than that,” Jennifer retorted with a knowing smile.
Once Karen had been cleaned up, Jennifer sat her down on the living room couch. Everett and Jameson had already arrived, sitting in the kitchen and discussing something in hushed voices. Karen noticed toys scattered on the floor and realized there were probably kids sleeping upstairs.
Ethan emerged from the bedroom and sat down next to Jennifer, kissing her forehead and pulling her close.
“He’s resting,” he said quietly. “Are you ready to talk about what happened?” he asked, turning towards Karen.
“A man came to the door, said his name was Jamie. Told Evan they needed to talk, that someone called Rita had died. Evan told me it was his ex so I said he should let him in… He was clearly angry, blamed Evan for the woman’s death, I think. Then some huge dude bust through the door with two wolves and they attacked Evan,” Karen tried to summarize everything that had happened.
“Rita is dead?” Ethan raised a brow, glancing at Jameson.
“But I don’t understand,” Karen said, thinking aloud. “Why does Jamie blame Evan? He said himself that she died of an overdose.”
“Did Evan tell you why he and Rita broke up?”
“Wasn’t really a good time for a heart to heart,” Karen remarked, maybe a bit more snarky than she had intended.
Ethan chuckled. “Evan caught her sleeping around with one of his best friends,” disapproval clear in his tone.
“Evan cut ties with both of them. Somehow, the story got out. Half of the town was gossiping about it. Rita was mortified, shunned. She got into drugs. Last I heard, she skipped town. That was about two years ago,” Ethan explained, staring into the distance.
Is that the hurt in Evan’s past Joe mentioned? Karen thought, mulling over the information.
So they both had bad relationships that had come back to haunt them.
That’s probably why Evan hasn’t been snatched up yet. What happened with Rita must’ve made him
“Should he be moved?”
“Don’t worry, Evan’s taken beatings a lot worse than this,” Everett grinned.
“I’m feeling better already,” Evan said, propping himself up on his elbows and smiling at Karen.
Jameson and Everett half-carried Evan to Ethan’s car, laying him down on the backseat. They had their own ride and said they would see Karen, Evan and Ethan at Ethan’s place. Karen sat in the passenger seat, glancing back at Evan every few minutes to make sure he was alright.
He is going to be fine , she chanted to herself.
Karen hadn’t really taken the time to explore her feelings towards Evan. Of course there was an undeniable attraction between them, but it was more than that. Karen hadn’t allowed herself to admit it, because relationships are difficult and take hard work and she just wanted a break from tough decisions and challenges.
Evan was a truly good man, caring and protective, honest and kind, and exciting and dangerous in a good way. She trusted him completely. He felt like home. Thinking of him bleeding and hurt was unbearable. It felt like her heart had been put in a vice.
Ethan’s house was a cozy two-story family home outside of town. Ethan propped his brother up, supporting him with his shoulder. Karen held the door open for them. Once inside, they were greeted by a beautiful blond lady who guided the brothers to what Karen guessed to be the guest bedroom. Ethan started taking off Evan’s bloody clothes while the woman nudged Karen back towards the living room.
“I know you’re worried, I promise you, I’ve been there,” she reassured her kindly. “He is safe now. He’s going to be just fine. Let’s get you cleaned up, okay?”
Karen looked down at her hands, caked with dried blood and nodded.
“I’m Jennifer, by the way, Ethan’s wife,” she said, leading the way to the bathroom.
“I’m Karen, Evan’s… friend,” Karen hesitated.
“I’m sure you’re more than that,” Jennifer retorted with a knowing smile.
Once Karen had been cleaned up, Jennifer sat her down on the living room couch. Everett and Jameson had already arrived, sitting in the kitchen and discussing something in hushed voices. Karen noticed toys scattered on the floor and realized there were probably kids sleeping upstairs.
Ethan emerged from the bedroom and sat down next to Jennifer, kissing her forehead and pulling her close.
“He’s resting,” he said quietly. “Are you ready to talk about what happened?” he asked, turning towards Karen.
“A man came to the door, said his name was Jamie. Told Evan they needed to talk, that someone called Rita had died. Evan told me it was his ex so I said he should let him in… He was clearly angry, blamed Evan for the woman’s death, I think. Then some huge dude bust through the door with two wolves and they attacked Evan,” Karen tried to summarize everything that had happened.
“Rita is dead?” Ethan raised a brow, glancing at Jameson.
“But I don’t understand,” Karen said, thinking aloud. “Why does Jamie blame Evan? He said himself that she died of an overdose.”
“Did Evan tell you why he and Rita broke up?”
“Wasn’t really a good time for a heart to heart,” Karen remarked, maybe a bit more snarky than she had intended.
Ethan chuckled. “Evan caught her sleeping around with one of his best friends,” disapproval clear in his tone.
“Evan cut ties with both of them. Somehow, the story got out. Half of the town was gossiping about it. Rita was mortified, shunned. She got into drugs. Last I heard, she skipped town. That was about two years ago,” Ethan explained, staring into the distance.
Is that the hurt in Evan’s past Joe mentioned? Karen thought, mulling over the information.
So they both had bad relationships that had come back to haunt them.
That’s probably why Evan hasn’t been snatched up yet. What happened with Rita must’ve made him
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