The door to her father's house was huge but not that huge but as Evangel stood in front of it waiting to knock and be let into her charade they looked like a giant gate of hell with the face of the devil himself smiling wickedly at her daring her to do it. " I can do this, " she muttered and moved her hand back to ring the bell but it never made it to its destination because the door was suddenly opened and there stood...Their butlerEvangel jumped back a little though not physically and soon a tight polite smile got fixed on her face. " Evening Castro, " she greeted her butler. The older man stood smiling brightly at his young mistress. The young woman was looking exceptionally beautiful this evening and her presence is sure to cheer his master up. The master of the house has been looking all gloomy since after his party and the butler can't seem to figure out why it is so. But with this dinner, he is sure to get back to his good spirits. The man he knows has lost his laughter

The sound of the bell ringing killed the conversation happening in the living room. The four occupants glanced at one another, questions glaring in their eyes. Who was ringing? " Dad, are you expecting anybody else? Maybe her mother from the grave, " Evangel added in her thought still seething from her dad's latest ploy. What is he playing at? Trent was the last man on earth she will ever want to marry. Maybe telling her father what kind of a man Trent is will cure this madness of making him a son-in-law. Steven glared at his daughter not appreciative of her sarcastic tone. " None that I am aware of, " he looked towards the door as if expecting it to give him a clue as to who is outside. " Castro! " he called The older butler magically puffed up at the sound of his master's voice. " You called sir, " Castro answered as he made his way into the living room from the kitchen, giving his master a curious glance. " Someone is at the door, " Steven told him with a frown trying to

Every jaw around the table hit the ground when the two women kissed. The room grew silent as the other three could only gawk like idiots. Evangel had only meant for the kiss to be a chaste one to further sell their relationship but the softness and sweetness of Clarissa's lips were one she never expected. She was shocked and aroused by it and hungered for more. She moaned silently into her lips and deepened the kiss. Clarissa was still in shock. She couldn't believe she was kissing her best friend. Her heart thundered like a war drum in her chest as her lips trailed across Evangel's soft ones. Out of their volition, her hand moved up to Evangel's nape to pull her closer as her eyes fluttered close in excitement. Everything else disappeared for the two women as they got lost in each other's lips. The feeling rushing through them was one they never bargained for or even believed possible. No one has ever made Evangel feel this hot just from a kiss alone, not even Trent. She sucked

The next day found Evangel sitting at their small kitchen table lost in thought with a cup of coffee in her hand. She was still in her nightwear, a long grey T-shirt that fell just before her knees. The cup was held up with her two hands, one leg up the kitchen chair, a vacant look in her eyes while she stared off the distance. The morning was a little chilly but inside the house was kept by the heater. Evangel troubles thoughts swam around the events of last night. And what had her mind so troubled wasn't the horrible encounter with her father and him acting like a male chauvinist. No, there is just one thought she can't do away with no matter how much she desires it. The kiss. She hadn't been able to put it out of her mind. Last night when they came home Clarissa had acted as if nothing happened. She had wanted to talk about it. I mean that hadn't been part of the plan. She wanted to know how her best friend felt about the kiss and to apologize if necessary. She has always be