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T W E N T Y - O N E

EVA. I don't think before I do it. I panic and slam the door shut in their faces. I exhale in harsh breaths and my heart is racing wildly in my chest as I take steps back, my mind all over the place. "Hey, who is–" my eyes fly wide as I turn back to see Emerson standing in the middle of the living room with a bowl in hand. "What's wrong?" He asks as he meets my wide eyes and I press a finger to my lips. When Emerson draws his brows together in confusion, I take large strides towards him and clasp my hand over his mouth. He tries to speak, but the sounds are muffled against my palm and I press the finger harder to my lips as they bang the door. "Eva! Eva, open this door. Talk to me, baby. " It's the sound of my mom and I shake my head to Emerson, who seems to be smiling against my palm now. I

T W E N T Y - T W O

EVA. "So she goes here?" I ask Aliya, giving her a side look and she nods, pulling on the strap of her bag. "I was right when I said I saw her blur at the dorm. She rarely attends classes though. " She sighs and I raise a teasing brow at her, "And how could you possibly know that?" "We talked. For a while. " "Does that talk includes you ending up somewhere between the top and the bottom?" My lips spread into a wide smile and Aliya slaps my arm at the not so innocent question, her flushed cheekbones coated with redness as she says, "We didn't do anything. " "And why's that?" I ask with curiosity. "It didn't feel right. " She raises a shoulder, staring ahead of us. "What do you mean, it didn't feel right?" I ask, confused, and Aliya sighs. She stops on her steps to turn to me. "I was with Sage. It

T W E N T Y - T H R E E

EVA. I stare down at Emerson's relaxed drowsing face and let out a weak sigh before moving my hand from his curls. I'm careful to not wake him as I roll his head from my chest to the bed to sit up. I stare around his room and it looks better than I expected– a bit bigger than mine if I want to be petty. Every corner is in black except the bed sheets and it makes the atmosphere appear gloomy and moody in an Emerson Ford style. There are shelves of books on one side and a desk next to the shelves. A smile climbs on my face as I look back to Emerson before looking back at the shelves – Ford never strikes me as a guy who enjoys reading and it comes as a surprise that he has books with him. I gnaw on my lips as I move from the bed and take quiet steps to the other side. I pick up a book and my eyes widen barely at the cover and the label. Looking through the shelves, the rest are

T W E N T Y - F O U R

EMERSON. "Stay away. " Carson's cheeks are flushed with redness and a laugh falls from my mouth as I watch her walk out of the room with quick strides and a hand pressed to her back. I shake my head and grab the spoon to take another bite of the ice cream. After finishing the ice cream, I drop the bowl into the sink, and begin to make my way out of the kitchen but stop at the notice of a phone on the counter. Carson's phone. I stare at the device before I give in to the urge and take it off the counter, making my way to her room. I turn the knob of her door before peeping my head through the small space– Eva lies on the bed with her body curled into a ball and her hands clutched to her belly. I tilt my head and stay still for a while, wondering if I should go ahead or just turn aroun

T W E N T Y - F I V E

EVA. "So what happened?" I ask Aliya, taking a seat next to her on her bed and she finally looks up from her phone, a sigh slipping through her parted lips. "That doesn't sound good. " I furrow my brows and she gives a small nod. "I couldn't choose. " She says in a low voice and I place a hand on her shoulder, giving a tight squeeze before letting my hand fall from the skin. "You'll be fine. " I assure her and she shakes her head. "Not for long. Maybe I'll need to try another pussy. Getting caught up with confused emotions isn't my thing, Evie. " "I know, " I let out a small laugh, snuggling closer to her. "But life can be weird, and trust me the more you try to avoid them; the stronger your desires get. " Aliya snaps her gaze at me at my words and lifts her brows. "And how could you possibly know that, Miss Carson? "

T W E N T Y - S I X

EVA. "Do you want me to take you home?" Dan asks and I'm quick to shake my head in protest. "No, you don't have to. I'll be fine. " After an hour of walking and exchanging words, we end up in front of a restaurant that seems close to my place. "Are you sure? It's pretty late, and I just want to make sure you're—" "Dan, " I call with a smile, silencing the rest of his words. "I can get home on my own. " I assure him. Dan frowns, stepping closer to me. "Why do I have this feeling that you don't want me to go to your place, Eva? Are you hiding something there?" I gulp at his words and Dan laughs as I part my lips to speak. "Just fucking with you, sweetheart. I know you don't want me there because you're afraid you won't be able to resist this temptation in the comfort of your room. " He says cockily, gesturing to his body and my shoulders shake in a lau

T W E N T Y - S E V E N

EVA. My eyelids flutter, and my chest rises and falls steadily. Warmness surrounds me and I know there's another presence in the room by the feel of something heavy on my tummy. Twisting my head to the side, I'm met with the sight of Emerson Ford's sleeping face with some of his fallen curls covering one side of his face. Staring down, our legs are tangled in each other and I sigh as I dart my eyes back to Emerson's face. He slept here with me– he stayed. He came here to give me comfort—when he didn't need to—and he didn't leave. I press my lips into a thin line as I slowly lift my hand to his face. I barely place a touch against his skin as I push the curls from his face and let my eyes roam across it. Unlike that other time, there's no crease over his forehead and there's no frown on his lips as he gives soft snores. The urge to press my

T W E N T Y - E I G H T

EVA. I remove my gaze from Emerson's and stare down at his pants. Without a word, I bend my knees and hook my fingers around the waistband of his sweatpants before pulling it down to his ankles. When I lift my head to Emerson again, he has a smirk on his face as he gets out of the pants and tosses it to the side. Taking a breath, I move to my knees in front of him and Emerson's hand moves to my head to coil his fingers through my hair as I grip his cock in my hand. "Tell me what you want. " I mumble as I lift my head to meet his eyes and Emerson shakes his head. "You aren't playing that game with me, Carson. " I tilt my head to the side as I grip his cock tighter and a hiss falls from his mouth in response; an irritated look creeping into his face. "What do you want me to do with this, Ford?" I whisper as I push my fa

T W E N T Y - N I N E

EVA. "What are you doing with a spatula, dude?" The familiar voice echoes into the kitchen and I turn off the stove at the brown rings over the pancakes. "What else would I be doing with it?" Comes Emerson's response then the sound of laughter and it isn't just from one person. "I never saw you as one who cooks, babe. You just turned the whole thing around. " I grimace at the pitch of Paige's voice and there's silence before there's the sound of the slam of a door. "It smells nice in here, Em. Can we have whatever it is you're making? Oh wait— what about that hot roommate of yours?" Another voice that I don't recognize speaks. "She isn't hot. " I roll my eyes at Paige's voice. "Well, she's certainly hotter than you and that's fine by me. " "Fuck you, Leo. " Leo. Leo from the frat party.&nb

T H I R T Y

EVA. Emerson's eyes are wide with astonishment and awe as he says, "You're a fucking twin?" "Was. " I correct and his face falls at that one word. "She's dead. " Emerson seems at a loss for what to say, and when he opens his mouth to speak; I can tell he's being cautious of his words. "What happened to her? And why are you to blame for her death?" I drop my gaze from Emerson at the remembrance. The images of that day are clear and undisrupted in my mind, and it drives me crazy with each second I spend thinking back to each detail from that night. "Carson!" Emerson's yell of my name snaps me out of my thoughts and I lift my eyes to him. "Are you okay?" I can effortlessly sense the worry in his voice and his gaze. I give him a small bob of my head as I adjust in my seat. "I don't want to talk about it. " I'm not ready to. Not yet; Not to Emers

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