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sleep and her lips chapped, but Tyler couldn’t help but think she’d never looked lovelier than in that moment. When the breeze kicked up and took control of her unruly hair, the scent of her apple shampoo made Tyler groan.
“Feeling better, Princess?”
“Princess, hey?” Ava grumbled into his chest as she nuzzled even closer.
“Yeah, I like Princess.”
“Okay then.”
“Okay then. Feel like a drink?”
“Sounds good.”
Ava stepped back and ran her hand through her hair and when it caught on a knot, she gasped in horror. Without a word, Ava darted around Tyler and raced through the apartment only to slam a door behind her. Chuckling to himself, Tyler dived into the fridge and grabbed the jug of orange juice. Pouring two tall glasses on top of the ice cubes, he put the carton back in the fridge and plunked himself down on the barstool.
Taking a long swallow, Tyler almost choked when Ava stomped into the kitchen and threw herself on the seat beside him. “What’s wrong, Short Stack?”
“Don’t.”
“Oooo…someone’s got her cranky pants on today,” Tyler teased as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gave it a squeeze.
“Why didn’t you tell me I looked homeless?” Ava snarled as she gulped down her juice in one long swallow.
Tyler just laughed and pulled her close, dropping a kiss on the top of my head. “Princess, you didn’t look homeless per se, more zombie-like, I think.” After coping a wicked slap to the centre of his chest, Tyler restrained her violent hands. “Okay, Short Stack, now you’re awake, we need to talk.”
He watched as his words settled in and Ava’s whole disposition changed before his very eyes. Her shoulders drooped, her eyes fell, and her breathing became rapid and shallow within the space of seconds. The transformation was unmistakable.
“Now, don’t be like that. You always think the worst. Of me and of you. It’s not bad. I was just wondering if you’ve had a chance to contact the insurance company about your car?”
Chapter 12
Ava
As soon as the sigh passed her lips, Ava was humiliated by how loudly it came out. However, Ava knew she couldn’t hold it back. She’d been preparing herself for something terrible for weeks. If she was being brutally honest, she’d been waiting for the other shoe to drop since the moment Tyler swept her off her feet and whisked her around the dance floor.
“My car,” she gasped, unable to contain the relief.
“Of course, your car,” Tyler smirked. “One day, Ava, you’re going to believe it when I say I love you.”
“Maybe.”
“No maybes about it.”
“We’ll see.”
“You never know. One day, I might just prove it.”
Tyler winked.
Ava’s heart stopped.
He was kidding.
He had to be.
“Anyway, back to your car troubles…have you had a chance to talk to the insurers yet?”
For the next twenty minutes Ava and Tyler debated the pros and cons of actually insuring a car. Maybe it was because Ava had a shitty insurer who provided even worse service than they did value for money that everything was so damn difficult. After being on speaker and wasting a large chunk of the afternoon, with her heart in her stomach, Ava collapsed dejectedly into the lounge.
“Well…”
“Yeah.”
Handing her a bottle of water, Tyler flopped onto the lounge beside her. As soon as he did, Ava was on her feet, unable to sit still. Pacing back and forth, she was ranting and muttering and making absolutely no sense. She knew it, nevertheless she was thankful when Tyler remained silent and just let her get it out of her system. It took a while and she could feel Tyler’s eyes tracking her every move. From the corner of her eye she could see the bemused smirk.
With a final huff she collapsed onto the lounge again, intending to sit beside him, but losing her balance halfway and ending up perched in his lap.
“Hi,” he whispered as he placed a not so
“Feeling better, Princess?”
“Princess, hey?” Ava grumbled into his chest as she nuzzled even closer.
“Yeah, I like Princess.”
“Okay then.”
“Okay then. Feel like a drink?”
“Sounds good.”
Ava stepped back and ran her hand through her hair and when it caught on a knot, she gasped in horror. Without a word, Ava darted around Tyler and raced through the apartment only to slam a door behind her. Chuckling to himself, Tyler dived into the fridge and grabbed the jug of orange juice. Pouring two tall glasses on top of the ice cubes, he put the carton back in the fridge and plunked himself down on the barstool.
Taking a long swallow, Tyler almost choked when Ava stomped into the kitchen and threw herself on the seat beside him. “What’s wrong, Short Stack?”
“Don’t.”
“Oooo…someone’s got her cranky pants on today,” Tyler teased as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gave it a squeeze.
“Why didn’t you tell me I looked homeless?” Ava snarled as she gulped down her juice in one long swallow.
Tyler just laughed and pulled her close, dropping a kiss on the top of my head. “Princess, you didn’t look homeless per se, more zombie-like, I think.” After coping a wicked slap to the centre of his chest, Tyler restrained her violent hands. “Okay, Short Stack, now you’re awake, we need to talk.”
He watched as his words settled in and Ava’s whole disposition changed before his very eyes. Her shoulders drooped, her eyes fell, and her breathing became rapid and shallow within the space of seconds. The transformation was unmistakable.
“Now, don’t be like that. You always think the worst. Of me and of you. It’s not bad. I was just wondering if you’ve had a chance to contact the insurance company about your car?”
Chapter 12
Ava
As soon as the sigh passed her lips, Ava was humiliated by how loudly it came out. However, Ava knew she couldn’t hold it back. She’d been preparing herself for something terrible for weeks. If she was being brutally honest, she’d been waiting for the other shoe to drop since the moment Tyler swept her off her feet and whisked her around the dance floor.
“My car,” she gasped, unable to contain the relief.
“Of course, your car,” Tyler smirked. “One day, Ava, you’re going to believe it when I say I love you.”
“Maybe.”
“No maybes about it.”
“We’ll see.”
“You never know. One day, I might just prove it.”
Tyler winked.
Ava’s heart stopped.
He was kidding.
He had to be.
“Anyway, back to your car troubles…have you had a chance to talk to the insurers yet?”
For the next twenty minutes Ava and Tyler debated the pros and cons of actually insuring a car. Maybe it was because Ava had a shitty insurer who provided even worse service than they did value for money that everything was so damn difficult. After being on speaker and wasting a large chunk of the afternoon, with her heart in her stomach, Ava collapsed dejectedly into the lounge.
“Well…”
“Yeah.”
Handing her a bottle of water, Tyler flopped onto the lounge beside her. As soon as he did, Ava was on her feet, unable to sit still. Pacing back and forth, she was ranting and muttering and making absolutely no sense. She knew it, nevertheless she was thankful when Tyler remained silent and just let her get it out of her system. It took a while and she could feel Tyler’s eyes tracking her every move. From the corner of her eye she could see the bemused smirk.
With a final huff she collapsed onto the lounge again, intending to sit beside him, but losing her balance halfway and ending up perched in his lap.
“Hi,” he whispered as he placed a not so
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