What? (draft I)

Diane sat on the side of the bed, looking over her shoulder at Evan. He smiled up at her. She moved her hand and he covered it with his. He took it, gently and kissed the top, near the knuckle. Her lips curled into a smile and she leaned in for a kiss. Evan sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, sitting next to her. His dark green eyes gazed lovingly into hers and it was quiet. She leaned forward to pick up her stockings. Evan put his hand on her back and massaged it gently. Diane came up and pulled on her stockings. Evan kissed her on the cheek. She grabbed his chin and turned his head, putting her lips on his. She stood up and took his hands.
"Come on," she said. "I'm gonna take a shower..." She picked up a towel and wrapping it around herself, opened the door and slipped out into the hallway, save for her head. "That was an invitation," she said, coyly. Evan hopped off the bed and ran after her.
Diane, rounded the corner and came into the living room, where she was met by a pair of glasses, masking a pair of envious, burning eyes. They watched her as she nonchalantly crossed the soft rug to the guest bathroom. Evan made the same turn and stumbled awkwardly into range and the eyes stabbed through him. He stammered a "Hullo, er...Edward" and disappeared down the hallway. Below the eyes, a hand, resting on the arm of the chair tensed into a hard fist, but it did not move. Diane came out of the bathroom, carrying a loofah. The eyes darted back to her and watched as she came to the corner. Before disappearing down the hall, she stopped. She stood for a long time, as if she were waiting for something, then turned around to face the man glaring at her. Leering back at him, she remained as silent, and he barely made a sound, save for his heavy, stressed breaths. The early morning sun came blasting through the skylight, illuminating the gold band on his third finger. Finally, she rolled her eyes and shifted her weight.
"What!?" She demanded. He remained still. She grimaced, meeting his glare with her own and turned down the hall, toward the bathroom.