Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 90607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Ava deserved someone better. She deserved someone who had to wait to fall asleep through fucking exhaustion. She needed someone who would be there for her, not dealing with club shit. He’d tried to stay away and convince himself someone would come along for her. The only problem was, someone hadn’t come along, or the other little nasty truth he struggled with. He couldn’t stand the fucking thought of anyone else being with Ava. She was not the kind of woman you screwed and forgot. She was hardworking, loyal, she loved her mother. Technically, she worked two jobs, although she didn’t get paid from helping her mother. She did it without anger or annoyance. She just wanted to be there for her.
Most of the women who served the club were only after what would benefit themselves. He’d met a lot of selfish women along the way. Ava was not like that.
“What is it?” she asked.
“Nothing. You want to dance?” he asked.
“There’s a dance floor?”
“Here, there is anything you want.” He took her bottle of juice, and he’d get fresh ones. Even though they were at the club, he would not allow her to fall into bad habits. You left your drink at a bar unattended, you got yourself a fresh one. You also never allowed a stranger to take care of your drink. Bad shit happened with that.
Taking hold of Ava’s hands, he was aware of several guys at the club watching him. He wanted to tell them all to fuck off, but if he did that, he might upset Ava by making her aware people were watching.
He’d not succumbed to a woman in a very long time. With Ava, he was gentle. Pulling her close, placing a hand at the base of her back, and holding her other hand.
“You do realize we’re getting a lot of stares, right?” Ava asked.
She tilted her head to the side and smiled at him.
“You noticed?”
“Kind of hard not to. The guy I know as Rusty, he’s had his mouth open since I got here and you spotted me.”
“Ignore Rusty.”
Ava laughed. “Is something going on that I should know about?”
“Nothing.” He wanted to kiss her. Those lips looked so inviting. He felt a pulse within his dick.
Ava not only looked incredible, but she smelled it as well. She always smelled amazing for being in the coffee shop. Even now, without working, she smelled like vanilla with a hint of cinnamon. It made his mouth water.
“You’re beautiful, you know that, right?” he asked.
Ava looked at him, and he got the sense he’d surprised her.
“Thank you, and for what it’s worth, I think you’re very handsome for being ... a zombie biker? A scary biker?”
“I’m a dead biker, but I have a feeling I’m starting to wake up.”
And he wasn’t kidding either.
Ava was everything.
There was that sweet smile, and she leaned in close, resting her head against his chest. He didn’t know what it was about this woman, but he had this funny feeling he didn’t want to ever let her go.
****
The Halloween party was awesome.
Ava had never been to a party like this. She, her mother, and Violet would dress up to do their movie marathon on Halloween. Not just to entertain themselves, but also to be in some kind of character for when they answered the door for trick-or-treaters. She loved it.
This year, their mother had told her and Violet that she was changing things up. She was going to a party at the bar. Violet was also invited to join. However, her sister, much to Ava’s surprise, turned down the offer. She was going to enjoy the fun movies this year. The kind that didn’t scare the crap out of her, and were good for kids.
Ava felt bad, but Violet had insisted she go.
“I don’t know what is going on between you and this biker, and to be honest, it doesn’t matter. Whenever he’s around, you’re happy. You smile more, and I have a feeling he makes you happy. So, because of that, I am going to insist that you go, have fun, enjoy the party. Don’t look back. Have fun. Don’t plan everything. Let it all come to you naturally. You know, live a little.”
Which is why her sister helped her get changed into the witch outfit, with a few tweaks.
She stood on the edge of the dance floor. Pat had just excused himself to get them both a couple of drinks.
“Hi, Ava,” Lidia said, coming toward her.
She turned to the other woman and offered her a smile.
“Hi, Lidia.”
“You look amazing.”
“Thank you, and so do you. That is amazing.” She pointed toward the tail.
“Thanks, I got your mom to order it for me at her shop.”
Ava looked at Lidia and then nodded. “Yeah, I remember packaging the order.” She then giggled. “You didn’t want to step foot into the shop?”