Evelyn’s POV
Dizzy from being slammed against the wall, it takes a second for my vision to clear. As I blink my eyes, the world comes back into focus and I find myself face to face with someone.
Kane.
He has me pinned against the wall, anger softening on his face as confusion begins to replace it. He must have thought I was some sort of intruder.
“What the hell were you doing?” Kane asks pointedly, searching my eyes.
I swallow, realizing how dry my throat had become, the rapid rate of my heart. I try not to let my chest brush his as I continue to catch my breath.
“The front door was locked,” I begin to explain. “I was trying to find a way in. That window was my last resort.”
I nod up toward the second floor, indicating what I mean. Kane seems to get the picture as he glances t
