Evan and I walked up the path and of course encountering Mr. Hansel. He didn't see my wounded arm because I put on a long sleeve or the small cut on my scalp. He was so oblivious. Luckily he was because I didn't want to explain what happen and get in much more trouble. "How was it?" He asked Evan and I. Evan didn't speak and of course I had to say something. "It was good, interesting." I respond back and his eyes narrow down on me. "Interesting as in what?" I shrug. "It's different from the human world to here. It was interesting because the way they do things here." I lie and he furrows his eyebrows, a bit confused. "Um okay... Anyways, are you guys hungry from the long ride here?" I shake my head and Evan does the same. "Are you guys sure?" "Yeah I'll make something in the cottage later." I say and Mr. Hansel turns his attention to Evan. "Are you sure Evan. We can grab something quick then you can go back-" "Mr. Hansel, I'm positive but thank you." He cuts him and Mr. Hansel sighs. "Alright, alright. Run along, I'm guessing everyone is coming back from their parents today sooner or later. Amber and Miles didn't come with you guys?" He asks. Why is he asking so many questions? "No they took their own limo but they are probably here. We left a couple of minutes earlier." "Great, I will see you all later." I smile, nodding my head while he walks past us. Evan turns to me and exhales a deep breath he took earlier. "God I didn't know if he was going to jump off our backs." "I know, come 'on let's go back to the house." We both walked to the wooded area and where the cottages are. After we make it inside to the modern house we've been staying in for days. I flick on the lights of the living room, tossing my backpack on the couch. "So we are alone, some privacy..." Evan whispers, coming close to me from behind. I feel his hands wrap around my waist and firmly pin me against him. My body waves in excitement at the feeling of his hands roaming my body. "And what does that mean?" I tease, pulling away from him and walking to the kitchen. His mouth is dropped open is shock, turning around and watching me pour water in a glass. "You are kidding right?" "Are you talking about going to bed because I am tired so I am willing to take a nap." I joke but he thinks I'm being serious. "Adeline! Doesn't it click on your head, alone... privacy..." I pretend to think about it by rubbing my chin with my fingers. "It doesn't recall-" Suddenly, Evan is in front of me, my back pinned against the counter. His eyes are dilated and glowing bright with lust. "It means that I want to touch you and please you in every way possible until you have to tell me to stop." His low husky voice says in my ear before pulling my earlobe in his mouth. My knees feel weak and if he wasn't pinning me with his body also, I'd fall on the ground. Stupid teenagers with raging hormones. I don't hesitate to grab his head and bring it to my attention. I bite my bottom lip, deciding if this is the best time. Well I have been waiting for it and postponing it and Evan seems very determined about it. It has probably been running through his thoughts for days now. He stares at me, his lips parted like he's waiting for me to do something. I eventually hesitate and when I do he makes the first move and presses his lips lightly against mine. It's anticipating the feeling, both of us wanting to crave for more. We pull away our kiss just to press onto each other more and deepen it. My lips are feeling swollen already, his teeth clamping down on my bottom lip. I moan when he sucks on it and his hands roaming on my bare skin. My hands are running up and down his chest, feeling his back arch against me, his lower half grinding again. My underwear feels saturated already from the way Evan is rubbing against me. I feel him harden against me, pulling away from my lips and trailing wet kisses down my neck. I gasp when he finds my sweet spot and sucks and kisses on it, probably giving me hickeys. "Evan." I moan his name lightly getting a groan as a respond. I feel his hands trail down to the hem of my shorts, unbuttoning them and pulling them down my legs. I kick them away from me and I open my eyes, grabbing his shirt and tugging it off of him. Evan helps, a smile playing on his lips. I'm so aroused and I know he is too. He grabs my butt, picking me up and placing me on the counter, running his hands up and down my thighs. He sits on the counter too, turning to face me and grabs my legs, tugging me closer to him. One of his legs hang off of the counter and the other is extended and wrapped behind me. I bring myself up and I run my lips against his again. Without hesitation he grabs my shirt and pulls it off of me, leaving me in a bra and underwear. He pulls away from me, looking down at me with a huge smile on his face. "My favorite." "What is?" I ask him during the time of controlling my deep breathing.