~ Nine ~-2

Evan was just about to stand up from the sand when someone grabbed his arm. Instantly, an intoxicating scent met his nose. "Yassou, Evan!" Of course, it was a woman's voice. "Phaedra!" he exclaimed. He truly didn't expect her tonight. The woman, with her blouse and flowing long skirt, sat at his side. "I've learned from your mother that you've arrived. Mou leípeis, Evan." She leaned her head on his upper arm. He gulped his throat and tried to think of something to get rid of the woman who was currently snaking her arms around him. "I'm no longer getting married," the woman said, starting to sob. Really? She would just tell him like that after six years? He suddenly wanted to laugh. "And?" he asked using the deepest tone of his voice. "And... And I've realized I only love you." Really? He couldn't help but produce a low chuckle from his throat. Why? Did she realize that he had already the means to support a family? He could just recall before how she hated the worthless Evan. He could also recall how she chose his bestfriend over him. But it didn't matter to him now. Truly, Phaedra was just a part of his past. "Evan, I love you," she repeated it, brushing her body more to him. He held her arm and pushed it away from his chest which made her really surprised. Phaedra indeed was surprised for she could just remember how crazily in love Evan was with her. "We're over. As in totally over, Phaedra. Have you forgotten?" Evan moved himself to stand up. She tugged his arm. "Evan!" He was pulled and was brought back to the ground. The woman didn't waste her time. She needed to let him feel once again the love that they once shared. She embraced his neck and planted her lips on his. It was Monday again. The moment she set her foot in front of the mansion, Phoebe ran towards her bedroom. She couldn't be late today. She had to prepare herself, make herself beautiful, before her tutor arrived. She changed herself into some new blouse and short shorts for today's session. She bathed herself with the most expensive scent her Ba-ba had given her. She was watching TV when her ntantá anounced the arrival of the guy she had been waiting. Immediately, she turned off the TV and jumped out of her bed. When the door opened, she already settled herself on the carpet where she used to sit. This position which at first was uncomfortable to her had actually become the most convenient position in studying for her now. Phoebe was surprised when the awaited guy entered. He was not wearing a business suit. Evandros was into some tight-fitting collarless shirt and jeans today. She immediately felt the blush in her cheeks. He was hotter than usual this time. "New look, Mr. Xenakis?" she said, acting to tease him and calling him formally, even if, deep inside, he just produced goosebumps all around her body. Forming a reserved smile in his lips, Evan just pressed his lips together. He couldn't show to her how glad he was to finally see her. Today, he had still some time to go home to his pad and change. He was thankful that there was not much work in the office today. All he did was receive some reports from the different departments, collate them, and make a presentation of it. The rest of the day was spent in thinking about Phoebe. He just missed her so much. Evan sat down beside her right. "How's your weekend?" he asked the girl. "You should give me your number now," she said, not answering his question. "My number? Is it important?" he asked as he scanned her book that was placed on the table. "Of course, I should know where to locate you anytime," she tried to explain. The thought just came to her mind when she felt like talking to him on the phone last Saturday. To her dismay, she wasn't able to because she didn't have his number. "Locate me?" She began to wonder why Evan was dumb into comprehending her. He was good in numbers but he was dumb when it came to her feelings. Holding herself to criticize him verbally, she instead grasped her hair and flipped it to her left which tended to show the guy a great portion of her neck. Evan gulped his throat when her hair's scent reached his nose. The girl smelled really sweet to him. He turned to her and saw the creamy smooth skin of her neck. Of all the girls he had met in his life, this girl definitely had the most beautiful skin. Trying to fight the temptation, Evan shut his eyes. Then, he heard her say, "You're closing your eyes. Why?" This girl really had a lot of questions! There had been no day that she wouldn't ask him a question. He opened his eyes slowly and Phoebe's face was now an inch away from him. "Why do I have a feeling that you've kissed someone last weekend?" Phoebe asked a question that rattled him. "What?" he asked, very perplexed. How did she know? "I see a kiss mark on your neck," the young girl uttered, very disappointed and dismayed.