Hatred With Benefits novel Chapter 74

EVA.

"We got groceries yesterday, and you still want ice cream?" Emerson asks as he stops the car and I nod, "Ice cream is the better choice, Ford. "

"I can't believe I'm letting you do this. " He sighs as he unfastens his seatbelt and I beam at him, "You love me. "

"Damn right I do. " He winks, closing the distance between us to place a kiss on my cheek before he withdraws and says, "I'll be back. " I hum and watch as he takes his wallet from the car compartment before he climbs out while I grab my phone from the side, only for it to vibrate the second it's in my hand.

I slide the button to receive before I press it against my ear, "Mom?"

"Eva. " Her voice comes through. "How are you, baby?"

"I'm fine. How are you?" I say and there's a sigh from her end. "You know how things are before you left. Your father wants you to come home. "

"Why? So he can get me away from Emerson? I already told you, mom. I'm not leaving him. I took the risk of letting him know about my relationship and I will not let him take this away from me. " I tell her and there's another sigh. "It's not that, baby. You have to understand that—"

"I've tried. I've tried to understand both of you, and I've failed. I'm sorry but I'm not coming home. "

"Eva, please. Don't make this harder than it already is. You know what Matt is capable of. Don't make him come onto you, baby. " She says and I respond with, "I don't care. I've let him control me for a long time, mom and I've always done things the way he wants, but not this time. I refuse to listen to him, this time. I don't care what he does. "

"Eva, if your father comes there—" she starts, but I don't let her finish. "If he comes here, he'll have to be willing to hurt me before he's able to achieve what he wants. "

"And is this boy worth it? Is he worth what you're doing for him? Is he worth turning you against your father?" The question comes unexpected and I take a while to answer, but when I open my mouth, I know the words I let out are nothing but the truth. "He is, and he's worth a lot more. "

"Eva—" she calls again and I say, "I've made my decision, mom. I'm not leaving him. Nothing you say will change my mind. "

"And what about him? Is he willing to stay with you despite his father's will? Will he turn his back on his father for you?"

"He wouldn't be here if he didn't. " I answer and there's a long silence from her side that I almost thought she disconnected the line until her voice comes through again, "You both are young and I know you love him, but don't let that love make you do things you'll come to regret. You know how much you mean to us. "

"If I honestly do mean as much as you've always told me, then you'll understand me and give me your support in this, not the other way around. I'm not the one turning my back on you, you're the one turning your backs on your daughter. " I clarify and she makes a sound of disapproval, "We're only watching out for you, Eva. Mason Ford isn't—"

"I'm done having this conversation with you, mom. " I say and there's another sigh from her. "Are you happy? Are you honestly happy with him?"

"I am. " I reply and she hums, "That's all I need to hear. "

She stays on the line for a bit more, asking about my health and troubles, but not without drifting to the issues I have with my father before she gets off the line, and my chest falls as I leave the phone between my thighs.

"It was a long line. " I turn my head at the sound of Emerson and he settles in his seat before extending the cups to me, stopping midway at the sight of me. "Did something happen?"

I take the cup from him, letting him have the other. "Why did you ask?"

"You are frowning, babe. " He answers as he closes the door and turns his body towards me, leaving the cup between us. "What happened?"

"Mom called, and she wants me to come back home. She said something about dad coming to our place if I refuse and that kind of pissed me off. I'm not a damn toy they can throw around. I've given them their chance and they threw it away. " I hiss and Emerson holds his hand over mine, "Babe, are you sure this is okay?"

"What?" I ask and he says, "This thing with your family. I don't want to be the reason you have trouble with your parents. "

"You're having troubles with your father because of me. " I remind him and he chuckles, "That's different, baby. Mason and I have always had troubles. This is you and your parents. You've always been close; don't let me take that away from you, Eva. "

I lift my shoulder in a shrug. "They'll come around, and if they don't, then so be it. "

"Eva—" he tries calling again but I cut in. "I told you, Em. I'm not giving this up. "

He smiles and strokes my cheeks before he leans forward and takes my lips in his. I hold the cup with one hand while the other hand slides to his neck and I caress the ends of his curls as I slide my tongue inside his mouth, and lower his with mine.

When I start to move out of the seat, Emerson pulls back with furrowed brows, "What do you think you're doing?"

I try to connect our lips again, but he ducks his head and I let out a groan of frustration, "I want you. "

"Right now?" He asks with wide eyes as he looks around us and I nod, "Yes, right now. "

"Eva, we're in the middle of the street. " He states the obvious and I say, "I don't care. " I push my head closer and try to capture his lips, but once again— Emerson pulls back.

"Emerson!" I whine and he laughs. "I'm not fucking you in the middle of a street, baby. "

"But why? I want you right now. " I say and he looks around again before his gaze settles on mine. "We could get caught. "

"And? It's not like we're doing anything bad, plus I don't see anyone passing through here. " I tell him as I look outside the car and Emerson shakes his head when I look back at him, "It's public, Carson. "

"Since when do you care about where you touch me?" I narrow my eyes at him and he responds with, "Since when do you not care about where I fuck you? Who the hell are you, and what have you done with my baby?"

"Shut up. " I tell him with a frown and he laughs, stroking my cheek again. "Another time?"

"No, I want it right now. " I say, holding my hands over his and guiding it to the front of my pants. "I'm soaked. "

"How can you be wet when you were pissed off about a minute ago?" He raises a brow as he continues to rub me through my pants and I say, "You kissed me a second ago. What were you expecting with your lips on mine?"

"Okay. I'll kiss you some more. " He mutters as he takes his hand away and gestures for me to move onto his lap. I drop my cup beside his and almost knock them over with my leg as I slide on Emerson's lap and his hands immediately move around me.

"Comfortable?" He questions and I say, "A bit more. "

Emerson presses the button, inclining the seat a bit more and I give a sound of approval before I grab onto the front of his shirt and mash my lips against his. He clasps his hand around my head as he lets me lead the kiss, and I let out a moan, my bottom lip dropping from his as I slowly start to rock against the front of his pants. Moving my hands to his neck, I angle my head to the side and swipe my tongue across his ear before I whisper, "You're hard. "