My Eva wasn’t stupid enough for this shit. A woman of her stature, and ranking- it didn’t add up. I took a deep breath; her sweet perfume coated my nostrils. She still wore the same perfume. Fucking focus, she means nothing to you! She’s a traitor and has lied before and she will do that shit again, don’t fucking trust her. I told myself, as I further scanned her face. My body was fighting me; it remembered just how good Eva felt below me. I slammed my palm against the floor by her head, which caused her to jump. Her small hands shoved at my chest. “Not as strong as I remember,” I whispered in her face, her baby hairs floated away from her temples. “Fuck you.” Eva’s cheeks grew red with frustration. “You already did that, in more ways than one. You going soft, Eva?” I saw the fire burn in her eyes, and her teeth clench. “I said, fuck you! Get the fuck off me, you piece of shit.”
