Evie changed into jeans and zipped an athletic jacket over her tank-top before going out to wait with him. "This is a bad idea," she told him flatly. Marissa had left that morning and wasn't home yet, so she didn't mind being in the main part of her apartment. "You're too nice to him, Nicky," Evie said without any real heat as she settled on the arm of the couch beside him.