Hatred With Benefits

F O R T Y - N I N E

EVA.

"I'm back. " I say as I walk through the door with a grin on my face, halting my steps at the sight of Aliya

with my mom. Both heads snap to me and they both carry a smile on their face.

"Hey, honey. How was the date?" Mom questions and I look away from her to the blue-haired beside

her, who's staring at me with a smirk on her face. Oh fuck.

"Yes, Evie. Did you have a nice time?" She speaks, and I can easily sense the mockery and annoyance

that lies underneath those words.

"When did you get here?" I ask her, ignoring their previous questions as I stride closer to them and Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Aliya says, "Hours ago. I had a nice time with mom. " She jerks her head to my mother.

"Was it good?" Mom queries, clasping a hand to the side of my head as I press a kiss to her cheek and

I hum. "It was. I'll take Aliya with me now. "

She nods with a smile before I lean away from her and walk toward my best friend, whose eyes haven't

left me.

"We'll be in my room. " I announce to mom as I drag Aliya out of the couch and walk us down the way

that leads to my room. As we walk through the door, Aliya moves forward and jumps on my bed while I

shut the door behind me before I stand in front of her judgemental eyes.

"What?" I furrow my brows when she keeps her eyes on me, but says no words and a scoff leaves her

parted lips. "What do you mean what, bitch? Why did you lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you. " I tell her as I kick my boots off my feet before I stroll towards my bed, throwing the

bag to the side.

"You cancelled our plans to hang out with Emerson and you didn't think to tell me the truth?" She

scowls as I settle beside her and I say, "How did you know it's Emerson?"

"Your mom said you went out with a boy. " She points out the obvious and I raise my shoulder in a

shrug, "So? Are you trying to say Emerson is the only guy that I could go out with?"

"At the moment, yes. You don't have any other to go out with. I would have known. " She lets out and I

chuckle as I fall back on my bed, using the pillow to support my head.

"I can't believe you ditched me to go on a date with Emerson fucking Ford?" She exclaims and I pull my

finger to my lips to silence her before I say, "Keep it fucking down. She could hear you, and I didn't

ditch you. I told you I had plans, and we'd talk once I'm back. "

"So you're choosing him over me now? I thought the agreement between you two wasn't that deep?"

She accuses, pinning me with a glare and I let out a sigh. "I didn't choose him over you. I made a plan

with him first, and it felt rude to cancel it. Don't be such a baby about it. " I tell her, purposely ignoring

her query on the agreement between Emerson and I.

Aliya sits before me with the death glare not leaving her face before her face splits into a wide smile

and she jumps to my side as she says, "Tell me, how was it? And you don't get to fucking lie to me this

time, Eva. "

"It was alright. " I respond nonchalantly and she snickers, "Bitch, please. I know something good

happened because you walked through that door earlier with a huge ass grin on your face, so you

better give me the details. Don't make me force them out of you, Evie. " She threatens with a pointed

look.

"Okay, fine, " I give in as I turn my head to the ceiling. "We went to the state's garden, and it was fun. "

"How did he know you love gardens?" She questions and I say, "Because I told him. "

Aliya whistles after my answer and I throw her a glare as she says, "You do know this is getting out of

hand? I don't think you take people you want to fuck on dates, Eva. "

"I know that, but we aren't what you think we are either. We're just getting to know each other; nothing

more. "

"Yeah, and I'll stand by the sidelines to watch you go from getting to know each other to being unable

to live without each other. " She teases and I shove her my middle finger, which causes her to laugh.

"Where else did you go?" She asks, narrowing her eyes at me when I say, "A restaurant then the rest

was spent in his car. "

"What did you do in his car?"

"Fuck off with your dirty mind, Aliya. " I hiss and she laughs, "It was a genuine question; you're the one

with the dirty mind if you instantly think I meant you fucked him in his car. "

"I didn't. " I say and several minutes pass before Aliya lifts a hand to my waist to turn me to the side.

"I've got to admit, Evie. You're bold to go out with him around your parents. "

"Tell me about it. " I cackle and her lips curve into a smile. When she opens her mouth to speak, I

interrupt her and say, "Enough of me and Emerson. What were you going to tell me? You said you had

something important to say. "

"You realized it was important but choose Emerson anyway?" She raises a taunting brow and I groan in

annoyance, "Don't test my patience, Lia. "

"It's what you get for the decision you took, bitch. You're lucky I'm still lying beside you after what you

did. " She grumbles and I throw her a smile, "You can't be mad at me. You won't be able to. "

Aliya holds onto her frown for some seconds before it slips and it fades into a smile. "Bitch. "

"You're a sucker for me. " I imitate her and she slaps my arm as we both break into a laugh.

"I broke things off with Chloe. " She announces and my eyes widen in surprise, "You fucking did that?"

A shy smile appears on Aliya's face as she nods. "I had a talk with Sage before that, and she

confessed. A real confession this time. I admitted to liking her, and I went to Chloe to break things off–

or at least tried to, but I caught her beneath a girl. Made the job easier for me. "

"I told you Sage is your better choice. " I tell her with an excited smile before I proceed to ask, "So you

girls are dating now?"

"No, " she stuns me by saying, and I furrow my brows. Aliya answers my unasked question as she

says, "We are taking it slow. She said to hang out some more before we jump into the relationship stuff.

According to her, we need to understand each other first or we'll end up breaking things off before it

gets to start– and me not knowing shit about the stuff, agreed with her. "

"That's so cute!" I coo and pull her closer to me. "I'm so excited for you, bitch. "

"So am I. " She winks and when I lift a brow, she says, "You and Emerson are—" Aliya doesn't get to

finish her words before I jump on her and hit her with the pillow– the sounds of our laughs echoing

across the room as she struggles to get out of my hold.

~

"Were you waiting for me?" Emerson asks as he climbs inside and I chortle, "Why would I be?"

"Always finding it hard to admit the truth, Carson. " He mumbles behind me as I move on the bed to

create space for him.

"Is everything alright?" I ask him as he lies next to me, noticing the slight dull expression that covers his

face and he twists his head to me to say, "Why did you ask?"

"You don't look so good. " I tell him and he pushes his face forward, "So you know when I look good

and don't look good now, Carson?"

"I'm serious, Emerson. " I say and he pulls back, moving one hand under his head as he turns on his

side, "It's just family shit; it's nothing to be worried about. " He lifts his hand to my face and traces the

outline of my jaw, "But I do need you to make me feel good. "

"I will if you beg nicely. " I use his favourite words on him and Emerson chuckles before he attempts to

turn away from my view. I don't let him as I grab onto the front of his shirt and push my body off the bed

to straddle his lap. His tongue peeks out to wet his lips as he watches me and awaits my next move;

the look of anticipation clear in his eyes.

I yank at his shirt harder and Emerson catches onto my gesture as he moves to sit on the bed, his

hand sliding to my side as he nudges me forward and I close my lips over his. I'm only able to make

one movement of my lips against his before Emerson's hand slides to the side of my neck and he takes

the lead, easing gently into the clash of our mouths and guiding me through his mouth. He bites down

on my lower lip, stirring a wash of both pleasure and pain over me and his other hand moves

underneath my thin shirt, going to the waistband of my panties before I break the kiss.

"I'll be back, " I tell him in a harsh breath as I pull back, flattening my palms on his chest and he frowns

as he says, "Why? Where are you going?"

I smile and press my lips to the small pout that's visible on his mouth before I say, "To the bathroom.

Give me a second; I'll be here. "

He hums and lets go of me, and as I climb out of bed; Emerson doesn't miss the chance to slap my

ass, which earns him a middle finger from me and a mocking smirk from him before I disappear into the

small room by the side.

After spending a few minutes inside, I walk back to the room to see Emerson laid back on the bed with

my phone in his hand, and his eyes focused in concentration.

"What do you think you're doing?" The sound of my voice distracts him from whatever he's doing on my

phone and he raises his head to me– his gaze intense and darkened; the kind of darkened that turns a

knot in my stomach and creates a mess between my thighs.

"Emerson?" I call in confusion when he doesn't give a response and when he opens his mouth, his

voice is thick with lust and laced with something else that makes my mouth water as he says, "Fuck,

Carson. "

I have no idea what got Emerson in this state... Until he turns the screen of my phone to me.

"No!" I shout, not caring about the fact that I could alert my family as I speed over to him and jump on

the bed in an attempt to snatch the phone from him, but he turns it away from my reach and lifts it to

the other side.

"Give it!" I snap, with a racing heart and he jiggles his head as he presses a finger to his lips. "Keep it

down; you'll wake your parents. " At Emerson's words, I look to my door for a second before I look back

to him, lower my voice and repeat my request. "Give it here, Ford. "

"No. " He refuses, wrapping his free hand around my waist to bring me closer to his chest while his

other hand holds the phone up high; away from my arm's length. "You tell me what the fuck I just saw. "

My cheeks redden in embarrassment as I try to adjust to his tight grip. "What did you see?"

"You tell me, Eva. Is this one of your favourite things to do?" His voice is small, and I can feel him

growing between my thighs– which excites me more than the hold he has on me.

"Eva—" he drawls when I say nothing and I lift my head slightly to meet his eyes. I can feel it burning

through those gorgeous orbs and it drips from each word he utters to me– the desire. A strong sexual

desire. An uncontrollable hunger. An irresistible urge.

With the way he's gazing down at me, it's a miracle he isn't ripping my clothes off me... Yet.

"I used to, but not anymore. " I confess and he lifts a questioning brow. "Why did you stop?"

"It felt stupid. I didn't have an audience. " I speak in a small voice, dropping my gaze from his and

Emerson's hand moves from around my middle to my chin, using it as a measure to tilt my head to his

gaze as he says, "You mean to tell me no one has ever seen you in these? No one has ever seen you

move this way?" He lowers the screen to my gaze, and I swallow down my throat at the image of me in

heels and lingerie with my body wrapped around the pole.

With a nod, I look back to Emerson and say, "No one. "

My eyes move to his throat to watch the bob shift as he gulps before he says, "Show me. " I snap my

gaze back to meet his eyes and he continues in that damn seducing tone of his that messes with my

head. "Let me see you, Eva. Let me be your first audience. "