Evan's Rose [18+]

Chapter 7

"Are you lonely, sweet Rose?” The familiar deep voice drew my attention. Up close I could smell his cologne that had notes of lavender and mint among others. I had picked that one for him to wear. “I’ll be alright.” He narrowed his eyes and examined the back of my dress with new interest.

“You’re stunning, Rose. I can’t keep my eyes off you. I was talking to some of my associates, but I couldn’t continue when I saw you look so beautiful. This damned dress doesn’t do any justice to what’s underneath but you’re out here drawing eyes on yourself in that backless dress.” I could tell that was affecting him. My husband was possessive and never afraid to admit it.

“I only want your eyes on me,” That made his lips curve up into a smile. He stepped closer. “You have my undivided attention now. I want to kiss you.” He confessed.

“Then do it.” I encouraged. Oh, I loved it when he got so out of control for me.

“There’s too many people here for the kinds of things I want to do to you.” Yes please! I hadn’t felt so hot and bothered since I arrived. Now I wanted to get out of here with him. “I’m going to tear that damned dress of you when we get back and burn it to ashes. Then you’re going to feel my tongue between your legs until you can’t walk.” His hands came up to touch my face. The rest of his body was calm and composed like he hadn’t just set my blood into a rush. “I’m going to be inside you all night, sweet Rose.”

I couldn’t wait.

*****

The event began, and I spotted Claire at the far end. I was about to go sit with her when I felt Evan take my hand and direct me to sit with him. “You’ll sit with me.” I figured it had something to do with my dress which was not that revealing, but I wasn’t complaining.

We sat down on the reserved seats at the front for the Carter family. Surprisingly there was my name card on the chairs.

The announcer began by thanking all the guests for making it to the evening. He then proceeded to highlight the cause of the evening as well as how the proceeds would be utilized. Children’s hospitals, education and protection were some of the most prominent recipients of tonight’s donations. I was surprised to hear Evan’s name for making it to the top with a staggering amount of seven million dollars raised to his name. There was loud applause, but none could be prouder of him than I was.

I never thought of my husband to be someone who was into charity. But I was so glad he had proven me wrong. He was so getting laid tonight.

“Baby, you’re an angel.” I wish I could throw my arms around him and kiss the hell out of him.

"I am not an angel, Rose. If anything, you are the true angel in my life. You are my lady luck. My lucky charm." I was taken by surprise.

"How come?"

"Everything changed for the better when you came into my life. I never knew true joy until you smiled at me. I also became the CEO of Carter Industries." I could take the credit for bringing him joy, but his success was his own.

“You deserved it, baby. You work hard for it and I am really proud of you."

"Really?" His face lit up. Aw, my poor husband. “Are you really proud of me?”

I didn’t have to think to answer, "Yes." Evan's dimpled smile was the most beautiful thing that I got to see after that.

Someone cleared their throat near us which made me face away from my husband. One of the coordinators looked at us with a distressed look on their face.

"Umm... Miss Jacobs, I’m Leslie. May I speak with you for a moment? Can you please excuse us, Mr. Carter." Evan gave a nod, and I followed the woman out.

“I’m so sorry to ask this of you, Miss Jacobs but I need a huge favor from you.” I let Leslie carry on. “We are having a celebrity dinner-date auction shortly. The guests will bid for a date-night with the proceeds from the highest bidder going to charity.”

I was somewhat aware of these events. “So, what’s the problem?”

“The thing is, Miss Jacobs, one of them can't make it here. She fell from her stairs today and broke her leg and is currently hospitalized.”

"Oh Jesus! Will she be fine?"

"Yeah, she’s undergoing surgery right now. I just got off the phone with her manager. Can you fill in for her, please?” The suggestion was downright terrifying to me.

"Me? I’m not a celebrity, Leslie. Who would even bid for me?" How embarrassing it would be if no one picked me. I shuddered to think about it. Besides, I could picture my possessive husband losing his marbles when he saw me leaving in another man’s car for a date. As tempting as that picture looked in my mind, I felt like we were making progress in our relationship, and I didn’t want to lose it for a stupid pay-back.

"Please don’t say no. Any man would be lucky to spend his money and time with you. You look gorgeous.” I could tell she was trying to sway me by flattery, but I knew better than to be swayed away.

“I’m sorry, Leslie. You can ask someone else. There’s lots of beautiful women out here who would be better in every away. Who even suggested my name to you?”

“Mr. Kennedy did. He told me you wouldn’t refuse since these proceeds directly go towards orphaned kids.” Pa was so wicked to suggest my name. Apparently, he knew kids were my weakness.

I looked at her desperate face and gave in. “For the kids, you say? How can I say no to that?”

I settled back in my seat. Pa hid a grin from me, but I saw him divert Evan’s attention. Several dates were sold raising more money than the targeted amount for the evening.

“Ladies and gentlemen, as we proceed towards the last date for the evening, I present to you our fabulous volunteer whose heart is as beautiful as her name. Let the bid begin for the gorgeous, Miss Rosaline Jacobs.” I stood up and did a courtesy wave. My gaze remained focused on the stage, towards the announcer when I sat down but I dared not to look at the volcano threatening to erupt beside me.

Our Father, who art in heaven…

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