Emily's pov's

When we got home it was late already and Eva was already asleep.

"Please help me take Eva to her room" I said to Evans and shut the door of my car.

"Sure" he said and help me carry Eva from the car.

"I guess your arms is better now" I said looking at him and he gave me a light smile.

He took her up to her room and tuck her to bed after kissing her forehead like a father would do.

He looked so good when he did that and I couldn't help but wish he was truly Eva's father.

Why do I always compare him...