Evelyn’s POV

Hanging up the phone, I go do some washing, hanging out the last piece on the clothesline when I feel cold hands touch my shoulders making me jump with fright.

“Geez, don’t sneak up on people” I turn around and tell Orion. He runs his hands down my arms before I bend down picking up the empty basket.

“What did you do today?” Orion asks as we are walking inside.

“Nothing much, washing, spoke to Lana” I tell him not realising Ryland and Thaddeus on the back porch listening.

“How did you speak to Lana, Evelyn?” Thaddeus growls out as I reach the top step. I roll my...