197 On the brink of justice - I

"I want my Evelyn back." He murmured, touching her skin and making her lean into it. "And I will have my Evelyn back." He vowed, making her close her eyes and helplessness

"I am still the same Evelyn," she argued softly, love in the touch of his fingers on her. "I have not changed." 

He hummed loudly, something he seems to be doing a lot more recently. 

Reaching over to her hand, he leaned back and pulled her towards him. 

Evelyn yelped as she found herself in his lap to the yank of her arm. The moment her thighs touched his, her eyes widened briefly and she had a sharp intake of breath. 

This was not good.

Keeping a control of her, in fact over herself when he was in one room with her was difficult and now she was touching him. This was much more disastrous than just being in a room with him. 

She gulped. "I.."