First Love (Love Series #5) - Fiona Davenport Page 0,1

an adult?”

I snorted, earning another glare. “When you start acting like one, maybe I will.”

Eva growled and stomped her foot in frustration. I gestured to the floor and arched a brow. “Kinda proving my point there, Eva-bear.”

She turned her head to look at her dad, probably expecting him to defend her, but he shook his head and smiled regretfully. “Sorry, baby girl. I’d rather you not grow up at all, so I’m not going to encourage it. And perhaps if you stopped dating punk-ass boys who aren’t good enough for you…though I will tell Tucker to stop baiting you if that helps.” Eva didn’t hide her feelings for me very well, and I knew that while Justice hated to see his little girl hurt, he appreciated my attempts to quell her crush.

Eva threw her hands up in the air and let out a muted scream before pointing at Justice and snapping, “I’m telling Mom.” Then she faced me again, the finger now pointing at me. “I don’t know why you have to be such a jerk! And stop calling me Eva-bear!”

I shrugged and looked at the television, pretending I didn’t give a shit about our conversation, when really, I was fighting the desire to grab her and run. “I’d agree, but it doesn’t really matter. You won’t be able to hear me call you that from London.” Giving in to temptation, I glanced at her face in time to see it fall before she quickly smoothed out her expression.

“You’re still moving next month?” she asked softly, her shoulders drooping.

“Yup.” I returned my eyes to the television.

There was silence for a few moments, then I heard an almost inaudible sigh before her footsteps left the room.

“You know, Trevor left for Costa Rica last night.” I turned my head and found Blair, Eva’s mom, standing in the doorway.

Justice smiled at her with an innocent expression. “Did he?”

She stepped into the room and crossed her arms over chest, glaring at her husband. “You know very well he did, Justice Kendall. So who threatened Eva’s date?”

My dad chose that moment to enter the room, and I silently applauded him for his timing. “What’s the score?” he asked as he flopped down into another recliner facing the television and took a swallow from his beer.

Justice answered him before glancing back at Blair, his expression still innocent. She narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a moment before rolling her eyes. “We’ll talk about this later.”

After she was gone, Justice met my gaze and lifted his beer in a salute. I returned the gesture, and we both drained our bottles. It was his way of saying thank you. Not just for pushing Eva away, but because Trevor wasn’t the one threatening the little assholes attempting to date Eva.

I was.

Chapter 1


My dad pulled me into a strong hug and pounded me on the back. “I’m so damn happy to have you home, son.”

“Thanks, Dad.” He let me go after a minute, and my mom’s arms wrapped around me, squeezing me tight. Her head only came up to my shoulders, and I smiled as I bent my head to kiss the top of hers. “Hi, Mom.” She sniffled, and I shook my head as I hugged her back. “Don’t cry, Mom. You know we hate it when you cry.”

“I’m just so happy to finally have my boy home,” she replied as she let me go and stood back. She wiped under her eyes but smiled brightly, easing my discomfort at seeing my mom in tears.

“Tucker! Tucker! Tuuucker!” My youngest sister, Hope, came racing down the hallway as fast as her seven-year-old legs would carry her. I squatted down and held open my arms with a giant smile on my face. She barreled into me, and I held her close as I shot to my feet and spun around.

“Hey, sunshine!” She squealed with joy, and the sound reminded me how much I’d missed my family for the past eight years. Hope had been a late surprise for my parents, fifteen years younger than my brother, Jackson. She’d been born shortly after I’d moved to England to head up a new European division in my dad’s tech company. I’d been home on and off over the years but only for short visits. I couldn’t stay long, or I would have given in to my desire to see Eva. And I knew that if I did, I wouldn’t be able to leave again.

Now, my dad was ready to retire and