witnessed Evelyn interact with men; it wasn't playful. She also witnessed Evelyn break a guy's nose in a bar one night because Grace had told him to go away and he didn't. Evelyn just popped him. It was amazing.
"Gracie.” Evelyn was relieved. “I'm so sorry I have put you out like this."
Joshua spit the beer from his mouth as the rest went through his nose. Put Grace out, Grace was in New York. He was the one put out. This woman is outrageous!
Evelyn looked at him.
"Are you okay, Joshua?” she asked covering the receiver.
The look he gave her was unpleasant, so she crooked her face into a false grimace and went back to Grace on the phone. “Well, I feel a lot better now. I mean I got my ass kicked. Thankfully I had my vest on, so when Nikolai hit me, it just knocked the wind out of me. Stix and Stones came out of nowhere. I landed a roundhouse on Stones, the short fucker, and he went down. Stix was yelling at me to calm down, so I did."
Joshua sat there in utter amazement. She told Grace everything—names, how it happened blow by blow. Stix and Stones, he had to find people named Stix and Stones? Gets better by the minute . He took mental notes and pretended to watch the movie all the while listening in. She laughed now, a high feminine laugh. Now she's laughing?
"Well, he's over six foot tall, so of course he thought he could outmaneuver me, but I brought him down to size. Of course by then Nikolai had got up and landed a cheap shot busting my lip. Little fucker, I returned the favor in kind then swept his knee. Stones landed a good one right in the eye. I blocked, so it wasn't as powerful as it could have been. One quick throat jab and I was out of there."
Evelyn listened now, nodding, smiling. He felt her gaze on him. He tried to look without looking. It was successful since her eyes had dropped to his lap. He looked down himself to be sure his fly was up. Never had he felt like such a piece of meat. Her eyes were wandering all over him. She kept smiling and nodding making little agreements to Grace. Finally she wandered to his eyes. She started blushing instantly, and that gave him a bit of satisfaction. For a woman who hated men she seemed to like to look at them a lot. “You ogling me?"
"No.” She feigned offense. How long had he been watching her peruse him? “Sorry, that was Joshua,” she said into the phone. “Yes, he is."
"Now you're talking about me?” He pointed to himself.
"I'm on the phone.” Evelyn shook her head and waved a hand at him in dismissal. “He's something else, yes.” Then after a moment she said, “I will. At least I will try how about that?"
She hung up the phone with a laugh. “She likes you."
"Grace?” Joshua was agitated.
"Yes, what's wrong with you?” Evelyn was still full of happiness. Her friend was fine and assured her she was in capable hands. Of course she knew that by now. The most capable hands she had ever felt.
"Me?” Joshua stood in disgust. Evelyn had apologized to Grace, told the whole bloody story to Grace, names and all.
"Joshua, you look mad?” Evelyn didn't know how he looked. He wasn't furious; she knew that look, had seen it a few times now.
"Mad? No. Frustrated, confused. Maybe.” His voice was low, almost sad.
"About what?” Evelyn gave him her full attention. She didn't want him to be mad at her. Slowly she was beginning to accept the fact that she may even like this Joshua character. And not just to look at him.
"You. Shit woman, you're in my house, mine. I live here. I'm the one trying to help you. When I asked you what happened, you told me it was none of my business. Grace calls and you give her the play by play.” It was both educational and frightening listening to her recount the fight. She knew the men who did this, wasn't expecting it. They turned on her, and she fended them off. Where was this gear, her vest? Hell, he still didn't know where her car was!
"You asked me that when I knew you for five seconds, before, you
"Gracie.” Evelyn was relieved. “I'm so sorry I have put you out like this."
Joshua spit the beer from his mouth as the rest went through his nose. Put Grace out, Grace was in New York. He was the one put out. This woman is outrageous!
Evelyn looked at him.
"Are you okay, Joshua?” she asked covering the receiver.
The look he gave her was unpleasant, so she crooked her face into a false grimace and went back to Grace on the phone. “Well, I feel a lot better now. I mean I got my ass kicked. Thankfully I had my vest on, so when Nikolai hit me, it just knocked the wind out of me. Stix and Stones came out of nowhere. I landed a roundhouse on Stones, the short fucker, and he went down. Stix was yelling at me to calm down, so I did."
Joshua sat there in utter amazement. She told Grace everything—names, how it happened blow by blow. Stix and Stones, he had to find people named Stix and Stones? Gets better by the minute . He took mental notes and pretended to watch the movie all the while listening in. She laughed now, a high feminine laugh. Now she's laughing?
"Well, he's over six foot tall, so of course he thought he could outmaneuver me, but I brought him down to size. Of course by then Nikolai had got up and landed a cheap shot busting my lip. Little fucker, I returned the favor in kind then swept his knee. Stones landed a good one right in the eye. I blocked, so it wasn't as powerful as it could have been. One quick throat jab and I was out of there."
Evelyn listened now, nodding, smiling. He felt her gaze on him. He tried to look without looking. It was successful since her eyes had dropped to his lap. He looked down himself to be sure his fly was up. Never had he felt like such a piece of meat. Her eyes were wandering all over him. She kept smiling and nodding making little agreements to Grace. Finally she wandered to his eyes. She started blushing instantly, and that gave him a bit of satisfaction. For a woman who hated men she seemed to like to look at them a lot. “You ogling me?"
"No.” She feigned offense. How long had he been watching her peruse him? “Sorry, that was Joshua,” she said into the phone. “Yes, he is."
"Now you're talking about me?” He pointed to himself.
"I'm on the phone.” Evelyn shook her head and waved a hand at him in dismissal. “He's something else, yes.” Then after a moment she said, “I will. At least I will try how about that?"
She hung up the phone with a laugh. “She likes you."
"Grace?” Joshua was agitated.
"Yes, what's wrong with you?” Evelyn was still full of happiness. Her friend was fine and assured her she was in capable hands. Of course she knew that by now. The most capable hands she had ever felt.
"Me?” Joshua stood in disgust. Evelyn had apologized to Grace, told the whole bloody story to Grace, names and all.
"Joshua, you look mad?” Evelyn didn't know how he looked. He wasn't furious; she knew that look, had seen it a few times now.
"Mad? No. Frustrated, confused. Maybe.” His voice was low, almost sad.
"About what?” Evelyn gave him her full attention. She didn't want him to be mad at her. Slowly she was beginning to accept the fact that she may even like this Joshua character. And not just to look at him.
"You. Shit woman, you're in my house, mine. I live here. I'm the one trying to help you. When I asked you what happened, you told me it was none of my business. Grace calls and you give her the play by play.” It was both educational and frightening listening to her recount the fight. She knew the men who did this, wasn't expecting it. They turned on her, and she fended them off. Where was this gear, her vest? Hell, he still didn't know where her car was!
"You asked me that when I knew you for five seconds, before, you
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