Before she could disagree, the call was already disconnected, the only sound coming from the other side of the line the annoying beep. With a huff of frustration and feeling more than a little disgusted, Aria got up and went to get ready.
After three hours of mindless wandering from one shop to the other, her feet were killing her, but she had to admit that she was having a lot of fun.
Nura and her brother, who was just a younger version of her, kept cracking disgusting jokes, and Aria was ashamed to admit that she found most of them funny. So, after a while, she gave up the pretense and laughed, and for the first time in weeks, she relaxed.
They were at the movie theater at the moment, watching some new horror flick, Nura’s friend, Jonah, kept raving about. It was crap in Aria’s opinion, but Nura and Ahmet seemed to like it so she kept her mouth shut and her giggles to the bare minimum.
Her eyes drifted from the silver screen where the main characters were currently killing another batch of zombies with seemingly endless ammunition to the two idiots sitting beside her, and looking at their elated faces she felt her heart flutter.
So, what if she never found someone to be with. All Aria needed was right there; her best friend who loved her just as she was, scars and baggage in tow, and her slightly weird, but still loveable younger brother.
And that was enough for Aria, or, at least it will have to be.
Barbeque
Will was finally in his new office, working hard to catch up since he was three weeks behind.
Dealing with paperwork, which he loathed, and having angry clients call him constantly, it was safe to say that he was not in a great mood.
He had pressed charges against Mr. Norman, the contractor who had robbed him, the same day that he had run into Aria, but the police were yet to find him.
As far as Will knew, the man could be across the world right now, enjoying the money he had stolen.
He was brought out of his musings when his phone started to ring.
“Hello.”
“Hi bro! What’s up? Don’t tell me you are still at work?” Meg said making Will roll his eyes at the question.
“Then I won’t tell you I am still at work.”
“William! It’s 8 pm on a Friday, for God’s sake! Go home.”
“Did Maria ask you to call me?” Will asked, even though he was sure of it since the woman had been pestering him about the same thing until a couple of minutes ago when he finally threatened to fire her and she relented and left in a huff.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. But seriously, go home big brother.”
“Did you actually want something, Meg, apart from harassing me? Because I am about to hang up.”
“Fine, fine, you grumpy! I wanted to tell you that I am hosting a barbeque tomorrow afternoon at my house. Everybody from the club will be there. So, you should come, meet some people, eat some food. You know like a normal person. So, what do you say?”
Will’s mind immediately started buzzing at the possibility of seeing Aria again, as soon as the word ‘club’ came out of his sister’s mouth.
The little brunette has been on his mind ever since that night and he had tried to talk to her afterward at the ‘Echo, but she always managed to find some reason to avoid him.
After a couple of rebuffs, William had decided to just let it go since the girl screamed trouble. So, he went to the club, had his fun with a few willing girls, but his eyes still always found their way back to Aria. And even though he tried to keep his distance, Will still caught the girl looking at him on more than one occasion which told him that she wasn’t as indifferent to him as she wanted him to think.
Will kept remembering the feeling of her curvy, little body wrapped up in his hands; her pale skin, so smooth and soft and just begging for him to touch it. And, God, those lips!
He had to see her again.
“What time should I be there?”
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Meg’s house was about two hour's drive from Will’s new apartment and by the time he arrived, he was baffled about the reason his sister would buy a house so far away from everything.
Of course, Meg would say that it was because of peace and quiet that this neighborhood provided, but that was not how Will operated.