Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 70940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
People could learn a lot from Aviana.
“He’s okay,” Avi answers King, and I’m snapped back into reality.
“How’s business going?”
Avi shrugs. “I have no idea, he’s never home. You know how it is.”
King nods, and then his eyes flicker to me for a moment before he asks her, “You ever need anything, anything at all, you come to me, yeah? The club will always have your back.”
It’s so random that, for a moment, even I frown and stare at him, brush mid-way through my hair. What a weird thing to say. I mean, it wouldn’t be weird if he was saying it to me, someone who has dealt with the club my whole life, but for her, who he barely knows, it seems ... off.
“Oh, thanks,” Aviana says, her eyes quickly going back to the mirror.
King tells us we’ve got five minutes and then disappears. I turn to Avi, still brushing my hair. “What was that about?”
Avi looks away from me, and for a split second, I see something in her eyes I’m thinking I might have missed before. Is it longing? Pain? Fear? There’s something there, something that is most certainly affecting her. Does she know why King said that? Is there something happening in her world that I don’t know about? Is she in danger?
“Avi?” I ask, prompting her for an answer.
One moment passes by, she takes a deep breath, and then she’s looking at me and smiling. Her face happy and light. Gone is any trace of whatever she was just feeling. “Everything’s totally cool. I have no idea what that was about. I don’t get into the business he does with my father.”
There goes that crown again, right back up on her head where it belongs. She has an uncanny ability to hide all her emotions. She could murder someone and get away with it, no doubt, because you couldn’t break her. You wouldn’t see a lie in her face, or guilt in her eyes.
Oh, Avi.
I have a feeling I’m missing a lot.
“Yeah, it’s weird,” I agree and say nothing more.
If she doesn’t want to talk to me about it, I’m not going to push her to. Everyone has a right to their own secrets, and if that’s hers, then so be it.
“How’re your brothers, anyway?” I ask her, getting back to my hair. “I haven’t seen them around in ages.”
Aviana shrugs. “I have no idea, seriously. I don’t see them now they’re working with Dad. Whatever they’re doing, it has nothing to do with me. They’re still living in that massive house we try to call a home, but I never see them.”
Aviana lost her mom at a young age, like three or four. After that, they moved around a lot with her dad and his work, but they never really settled anywhere. Avi told me this is going to be the place she moves out and makes her own life, without them, without all of it. She has an aunt here, who she adores, and she knows this is where she wants to stay for a good long time.
I hope she does, because I love the shit out of her.
“Well,” I say, changing the subject because it’s clear she’s had enough of talking about it, “I’m ready.”
I turn to face her with my arms out either side of me, and her face lights up. “You look freaking amazing, oh my god!”
I squeal happily and hug her. She looks incredible too with her long black hair flowing around her shoulders, her stark blue eyes and lily-white skin, she’s like a walking doll. She’s only a tiny little thing, with petite features and a small but very voluptuous body. She’s gorgeous, and she certainly doesn’t lack any male attention.
“You look gorgeous, too,” I tell her, admiring her baby blue skintight dress that makes her boobs look epic. “Them boobies are going to catch a few eyes.”
She giggles. “Hopefully only one.”
I laugh and we link arms and head out to the truck where King and my mom are waiting to take us to the clubhouse. As soon as we climb in, Mom looks back and her eyes widen, “Someone tell me when my baby stopped being a little girl and became this beautiful woman?”
“Mom,” I laugh, shaking my head. “Stop it.”
“You look beautiful, darling. You too, Aviana. I’m so proud of you girls.”
Avi smiles and King winks at us in the rearview mirror before pulling out and hitting the road.
“Where’s Mags?” I ask mom, squirming around in my seat as nerves build in my belly.
“She’s already there, honey. Keep an eye on her, she’s going to send me grey, that girl.”
King snorts. “Already sent me grey, baby.”
Mom smiles over at him, reaching across and taking his hand. I watch them, and as always my heart swells. Mom and King, they have this epic kind of love. I know, I know, that’s what they all say, but it’s true for them. They just look at each other and you can see the way they feel radiating all over their faces. They’re completely opposite, and King is certainly not someone I ever would have picked Mom going for, yet he’s everything I could ever want for her.