Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91361 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
I almost, almost laughed.
When I was sufficiently in control again, I turned to him and found the biker looking at me. He asked quietly, “Why don’t you want to talk?” When I showed no signs of answering, he said gently, “You do know that I can find out the truth, right?”
I blinked at him. I hadn’t thought of that, but now that he mentioned it, I realized it was true. He was Kellion Argyros, after all.
“But I don’t want to learn about you that way. I want you to be the one to tell me the truth, terataki.”
Tell...him...the...truth?
I scribbled on my board again. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
His lips curved at the way I deliberately evaded answering. He said finally, “Terataki?”
I tried not to sigh in relief when he accepted the change of subject. I scribbled again. YOU MAKE ME SOUND LIKE A JAPANESE DISH.
His smile widened. “It’s worse.” Before I could react, he had popped another strip into my mouth. We didn’t talk after that, our hands remaining entwined while he continued feeding me.
His phone beeped once, and Kellion took it out, his face impassive as he read the message before returning his phone to his pocket. When he ran out of cotton candy, he asked, “Shall we go?”
The question startled me. If I was honest, it disappointed me a little, the fact that he had said the words first. I looked at him and realized that he had changed. Without even me knowing, he had changed.
The man next to me had turned into a cold stranger, and an intimidatingly blank mask had fallen over his gorgeous face.
Why? I wanted to ask the words but I couldn’t. Did it mean he had lost interest in me? One moment he was warm and wicked, doing his best to tease me into reacting. And then all of a sudden, he was...not. All of a sudden he was everything I had feared someone like Kellion Argyros would be.
Unreachable.
Especially for someone like me.
Chapter Six
Dear Ashton,
When you grow up, you need to be careful with how you interact with girls.
If you’re just going to hurt them anyway, then don’t try to be their friend in the first place.
Love, Your Big Sis
“SOMEONE MISSES SOMEONE.” KC was utterly tone deaf but she sang the phrase over and over anyway, her voice making the waitresses we walked past giggle.
“We’ve reserved your usual table for you.” Emma pointed towards one of the corner booths. Nectar was designed like a classy diner, with red leather booths and mahogany tables. The restaurant had a lovely cozy ambiance, but the real reason why we liked the place was because it was a fifteen-minute drive from both Christopoulos University and Northwest College.
I glared at KC as we took our seats. Shut up.
KC only sang louder.
Emma skated towards us with a menu on hand. “We’ve got new milkshake flavors.”
KC was immediately distracted. “Really? I’ll try one.” Her eyes scanned the menu. “Avocado please.”
“Got it.” Emma typed the order on her tablet. “What about you, Aria? The usual?” We came here so often the entire staff didn’t just know us by name. They pretty much had our tastes down pat as well.
I nodded.
“Spaghetti then.”
As Emma typed, a girl with long curly blonde hair came flying towards us. “Sorry I’m late.” Lace pulled out a chair and collapsed on it. Even dressed in a loose white shirt and cutoffs, her curves remained alluring, causing every male in the diner to look at her.
KC and I both looked at her as well, but the difference was that we weren’t leering at how voluptuous she was.
“You look so tired,” KC said in a concerned voice. Lace was the team manager of Northwest’s varsity basketball team, a position that was both unofficial and unpaid. But it was a position she took very seriously since her dream was to be the first female coach in the NBA.
“Hello, Lace,” Emma greeted her. “And yes, you do look tired.”
Lace sighed. “I know.” She glanced at her watch. “Practice was supposed to end an hour ago, but...the team’s just not there yet, and it’s worrying me.”
Emma nodded in sympathy. Since her son was one of the players Lace looked after, she knew exactly what Lace was talking about. “Just give it your best. That’s all you can do.”
Lace sighed again. “I know.” She glanced at the menu, her gaze longing as it rested on a photo of Nectar’s famous burger and fries combo. “Just fresh mango juice for me.”
All our jaws dropped.
Lace’s shoulders slumped. “Don’t make me feel worse, you guys.”
Emma’s eyes were twinkling. “Oh, right, this weekend is your detox time, right?”
KC frowned. “Just because your team has to diet doesn’t mean you have to as well.”
Lace shook her head. “We’re all one team so what they have to do, I need to do as well.”