Chapter 3

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When Evelyn had made her way back upstairs, she could feel Jeffrey's eyes staring intensely at her bare back as he followed her. Evelyn didn't know how to feel about it, but it gave her butterflies inside her little stomach. She slowly turned around to face Jeffrey again, who immediately removed his eyes from her figure, trying to hide the fact that he was checking her out; admiring her beauty. Evelyn smiled innocently at him, not knowing how to handle the awkward situation. Jeffrey's dimples formed a gorgeous smile on his face as their eyes connected. Evelyn expeditiously broke the eye contact, blushing like a beautiful rose.

"There you are, girly" Norman giggled hysterically as Jeffrey and Evelyn entered the bar area, throwing his arms in the air, dancing around with a blue drink in his hand. Evelyn couldn't help but smile; Norman was such a goofball. "Andrew got you a drink" Norman smiled, pointing at Andrew who was standing at the bar, waiting for her. Evelyn slowly made her way over to Andrew, greeting him with a soft, insecure smile.

"I'm always here if you want to talk, Eve. I hope you know that" Andrew said calmly, handing her a tequila sunrise. "I know that, and I appreciate it a lot, Andy" Evelyn smiled, taking a little sip of the sweet drink.

As Evelyn stood there enjoying her drink and Andrew's wonderful company, she couldn't help but look for Jeffrey. But Jeffrey's tall figure was nowhere to be seen any more; neither near Norman nor in the bar area. Evelyn sighed heavily, she wanted to know more about the mysterious man who had helped her multiple times this evening. The man she found exceedingly humble, interesting, and sweet.

"Look at Norms, he's already drunk" Andrew giggled kindly, referring to Norman's informal and remarkable dance moves. "I guess he can't handle big amounts of alcohol anymore" Evelyn laughed as she studied his movements.

"It comes with age, sweetheart" Andrew replied, placing his drink on the beautiful, oak bar.

Suddenly a familiar, tall figure walked over to Norman, handing him a packet of menthol cigarettes. It was Jeffrey. Evelyn couldn't help but stare at him until he looked at her; smiling charmingly. Evelyn's world stopped for a moment, but her heart started pumping wildly. How was she supposed to break the eye contact without making it look like she was teasing him? Luckily, Norman saved her.

"C'mon...join us, guys!" Norman shouted, looking at Evelyn and Andrew.

Evelyn spontaneously grabbed Andrew's arm, walking towards the two goofballs without hesitation.

Norman wrapped his muscular arms around Evelyn as she placed herself on the brown, leather couch next to Danai Gurira. An innocent smile came across Evelyn's face as Jeffrey placed his hands in his pockets, looking deeply at her. "Do you guys want to play 'Never Have I ever'?" Norman questioned, interrupting their moment.

"Sure, that sounds like lots of fun" Jeffrey's deep and masculine voice spoke. "Yeah, it's a great drinking game" Andrew added, opening the wine bottle, which was standing on the wonderful coffee table next to Evelyn.

"'Never have I ever' it is then" Evelyn giggled sweetly.

"Hmmm, never have I ever had a one night stand... last week" Norman laughed hysterically, looking at Jeffrey with his wide eyes.

Jeffrey sighed in embarrassment and took a big gulp of his beer. This was the last thing he wanted to hear tonight, and he didn't find it funny at all; not in the company of two women.

 This was the last thing he wanted to hear tonight, and he didn't find it funny at all; not in the company of two women

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