Temptation: Confessions of a Marriage Counselor

Chapter 06

Half Edited. :/ 

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"Are you okay?" Zayn asked, upon pulling up to Eva's small apartment. He had a sports car. A sleek, long shiny red one to be exact, but Eva didn't pay attention to any of that. Once they got off the plane, once they'd done the deed that had been forbidden she felt something. 

Something completely foreign to her. Zayn felt amazing. She couldn't even breathe through most of the duration of the sex. He was captivating. The way he touched her made her feel like she was on cloud 9. He was what pure ecstasy felt like, but after the amazing plane sex, that feeling of dread, of guilt had set in. Some could say that it was consensual. But Eva felt he seduced her. And it wasn't just on the plane, the day they met eyes, Zayn had a plan, and she fell right into it like a naive little girl. 

"I don't ever wanna see you again," Eva spoke blankly, blinking her eyes to give herself some kind of life she'd been void of for the past hour or so. She did the unthinkable, and there was no turning back or taking back. She felt horrible. 

"If you need anything, Amy can help you." She finished, opening his car's door and stepping out, flicking away his grabby hands as he tried to halt her. "Eva, wait." He stalled, unlocking his door and stepping out as well, seemingly oblivious to the car pulling in. 

"I can't do this.." Eva mumbled, walking up to the steps of the complex, trying to ignore a protesting Zayn, [constantly asking her if she was sure she wanted to do this. Of course she didn't.]

"Hold up, let me talk to you for a minute." Zayn said, circling around his car quickly as she stomped up the steps, "Are you sure you want to do this?... Really?" Zayn said, his voice raising an octave and getting louder because right now he could not believe her. Was she daydreaming while he was fucking her into a wall? Did she miss that? Or was she just stupid? Nope. He wouldn't let her just break away like that. She was out of her fucking mind.

 "Shh." She scolded him from the top step, Harry trudging past Zayn and coming up next to Eva, her distressed look instantly turning into that of a joyous one, but right now, her mind was a war zone, and that smile was far from genuine. Zayn stood there without a word, pursing his lips as he looked down for a second. He felt like now he shouldn't be taken as the other man. He expected her to want more from him now, and this bullshit was not what he started falling for. 

"Eva. Hey." Harry greeted, kissing the girl upon her cheek as his finger tips grazed against her forearm, her signature puffy hair tousled, her makeup a bit smudged, her skin looked flushed but to Harry she still managed to looked completely beautiful. Little did he know. 

"Um, Zayn, you remember my husband. Harry." Eva said, trying to make some kind of friendliness shine through her words, but it only sounded a bit awkward. She honestly didn't know how to think or what she was thinking or how she should handle herself right now. This shit is just so fucked up. And she was surprised to see her mother, her dainty little feet fluttering about the pavement and meeting Harry's side, as Zayn greeted Harry with words. She could sense her mother already, wondering who Zayn was and why he was within 50 feet of Eva. As if she wasn't stressed enough. 

"Hey, man." Harry began, looking from Zayn to his 2014 Red Chevrolet Corvette Stingray with admiration, slightly wishing he could afford something as exquisite, "that is a beautiful car."

"Thank you." 

Then suddenly, Ella [Eva's Mother] had cleared her throat, glaring at Eva with a not-so-fond look at the fact she hadn't greeted her. Eva let up a nervous smile. 

"Hey mama." Eva stuttered, scratching the back of her head awkwardly. Zayn perked up at the trio, looking from Ella to Eva, "This is your mother..?" He asked, his entire demeanor changing a bit at the realization and at the fact that Eva hummed the confirmation.