Back in Time, Chapter  2 (Evian)
by ejcrane



Julian backed her up against her book shelf and reached out in front of him and ripped open Eve’s blouse. She was shocked to say the least, but was overwhelmed when Julian pressed his body against her clad covered breasts. His tongue then swept across her bottom lip and at Eve’s silent request, Julian’s tongue slid in and gently grazed hers…

Her body fell limp against his as she tried to grab onto his shirt for support. She sighed deeply…

“No!” she pulled away and shook her head violently, “NO!” Eve walked around him and wiped her mouth.

Julian came up behind her and rested his chin on her shoulders as his arms wrapped around her.

“Oh, come on, Eve…you don’t want to be with me just a little?” he asked as his hands reached for the clasp at the front of her bra, “Just a little?” he whispered as his lips kissed her earlobe.

He cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently before he began kneading them. Julian then turned Eve around to him and again, began kissing her. Eve never fought him, for she couldn’t. She never could resist it when it came to Julian. He backed her up against her desk and pulled from Eve when he heard her gasp after her backside ran into the edge of the desk.

“Just one night, Eve, and TC will be out and…” he paused as his lip brushed her, “…I’ll leave you alone forever,” he whispered and never let Eve respond as his lips once again met hers.

Eve had never had to respond verbally for her body did all the talking to Julian. She soon found her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers running through his hair. This situation felt so familiar; it felt just like it always had in the past and she couldn’t deny herself the exhilarating rush that ran through her body at that moment.

Before she knew it, she and Julian fell onto her tiny couch in her office, she on top of him for the third time that night. She repeated words that didn’t seem to have any meaning; didn’t seem to make her want to stop riding Julian…

“I can’t betray TC, Julian,” her tongue met his, “I won’t, I won’t,” her hips picked up the pace and began thrusting down fast onto Julian’s hard member, “I won’t…Ohh, Julian!”

“Mm-hmm? Ooh, ahh,” he sucked in a breath.

Outside, Whitney was just about to knock on her mother’s office door, but stopped when she heard something coming from inside.

What was that, she thought. It sounded like a man’s heavy breathing, so she thought, but why would she hear that coming from her mother’s office. It was probably nothing.

Whitney had just received a call from their father at home. TC thought it was strange how his own wife hadn’t been home to be the one to receive his one call that he was allowed.

Hearing the noise again, Whitney pressed her ear up against the door and listened. What she heard was the heavy breathing of two people, obviously. Their voices were too muffled to even understand the words, so she decided to knock.

“Hello, mom?”

Eve and Julian both jumped in horror. Her palms rested against his chest as she turned her head towards the door.

“Wh-wh-whitney, is that you, baby?”

“Yes, mom, what are you doing in there? Why is the door locked?” she turned the knob or tried to, “May I come in?”

Eve held her chest and mouth the words, ‘oh my God’ to Julian. What were they going to do, what were they going to do, what were they going to do?! She thought frantically!

“Um, honey, I’m a little busy right now, if you could just come back in like fifteen…twenty minutes,” she managed to get out as Julian again began kissing her neck.

“Oh, okay, mom…” Whitney said and then left the door.

Eve sighed in relief and pushed Julian’s face away from her neck.

“You have to go…NOW!” she jumped up out of his lap and began dressing.

“I supposed you’re right,” he stood and dressed as well.

After they both got their clothes on, Eve opened the door and motioned for him to go with her hands.

He stood outside her door and looked both ways before he turned and pulled her to him and kissed her before leaving.

Little did they know, Whitney had been around the corner, waiting to see who would exit her mother’s office and now she knew…JULIAN CRANE! What the hell was her mother thinking?! She watched as Julian pulled out his cell phone and began dialing…

Whitney was ready to walk into Eve’s office and give her a piece of her mind, but was surprised to find her mother sitting at her desk crying her eyes out.

“Mom?”

“Whitney…” she gasped, “How long have you been standing there?”

“Just for a minute,” she said eyeing her mother’s appearance.

Eve’s clothes were wrinkled, her hair was a mess and her lipstick had been smeared.

“Why are you crying mom? Too GUILTY for sleeping with JULIAN CRANE?!”

Eve’s eyes met her daughter’s. She knew! What was she to say now?!

“Your father…Julian…” Eve never finished as she broke down and cried again, holding her hands to her face.

Whitney wrinkled her brows. What was her mother talking about? She was about to open her mouth to say something when she suddenly stopped. The phone in Eve’s office began ringing. She answered it and stayed on the line for five minutes before hanging up.

“That was Sam,” Eve grabbed her purse, “He said your father has been released…”

“But, but Daddy said he probably wouldn’t get out…not if Julian would drop the char—,” she paused, “—ges. No, he didn’t,” she began shaking her head unbelieving, “Mr. Crane made you sleep with him to drop the charges on Daddy?”

Eve looked up into her daughter’s searching eyes and looked down and nodded, knowing that wasn’t exactly the truth, nor wasn’t exactly false.




“Eve, where were you? I called the house, but only the girls were there…” TC said behind the bars as Sam unlocked the cell.

Her mind flashed back to her office; to the intimate encounter with Julian. He had her up against the desk…

“Eve? Sweetheart, are you okay?”

She shook out of her dream and nodded her head…

“I was at the hospital, TC,” she smiled, “Trying to get some work done, and then I ran into Julian…I asked him to drop the charges against you…”

“You asked him?”

Eve looked off to the side as she slid her tongue along the back of her bottom teeth. Her eyes then met his and she simply nodded.

“And he did it? No strings attached?”

She never answered him.

“Oh, no, there has to be something, something that made him just drop these charges. A Crane would never do that; I know it, I just know it!”

Eve never said one word as TC kept going on and on at the police station, in the car, and at their home in their bedroom as they were about to go to bed.

But one thing she knew…she did what she did for TC, for ONLY TC. Or did she?


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