Chapter Thirty- nine: The date with Thomas

The ride back home felt weird, as Mr Richard’s words kept ringing in my head. Have a taste of what exactly? The thought never left my head. There were admixtures of feelings and thoughts going through our heads. Something positive had finally happened. It meant something, something good, for Evans as he had finally spoken to his father and I was grateful for that. My phone rang as Thomas called. Evans said nothing, only watching closely as I turned down the call. In between intervals he would put a call through and soon Evans began to notice my body movement as I had become uncomfortable. “Who is that?” "It's no one.” “Well the person doesn't seem to be no one.” "I mean it's not important.” "Come on Babe, I’ve known you for a long time and you are not a very good liar.” “Okay, it's Thomas.” "Thomas?” “And why would he be calling you?” "I don't know yet. But he is...” I paused, “he was the secret admirer I told you about.” "What wait?!” "How long have you known?” "A