Brooke
Evan and I were sitting on my sofa after breakfast with a coffee. Evan had an extra strong one to try to help cure his hangover. I have been filling him in on last night. There wasn’t much to tell. He didn’t do much, not to my knowledge.
“Do you remember our phone call?” I ask softly.
“Briefly. Why did I say? There must have been something for you to ask that specific question.”
He eyes me curiously.
“You told me you were lonely, and I told you if you wanted to, you could f**k someone else. When I suggested it, you sort of freaked out at me.”
“I made you a promise, Brooke. We agreed while we were sleeping together, we won’t sleep with other people. And no matter how drunk I am, I won’t break that promise to you.” He smiles and places his hand on my knee.
“I know, but I w
