“Wow…” is all I can say.
“It’s called ‘The Shay’.”
“That’s… great.”
“Real kicker, that one. It makes your stomach explode.”
I push my plate away, officially done with trying to put anything inmystomach after that.
God, Ava really was kind of crazy.
She laughs at me. “I guess the moral of the story is this, Nella. If you’ve got an infected limb, cut it off. It’s doing nothing for you other than to make the rest of you sick. You can’t let what’s happened affect you forever. Be upset and mourn, and then move on with your life.”
I smile a little. Even though Ava had a roundabout way of talking, her advice always ended with me feeling better. I knew that her opening up and sharing this with me made us closer, even if she didn’t realize she was doing so.
I’m glad I had someone else in this house I could trust that isn’t my cat.
“Thanks, Ava.”
“You ever want to see my poisons in action, just stop by my lab. I’ll show you my rats.”
I cringe a little. “Sure… thanks for the invite.”
She smiles, bright and jovial like a Cheshire cat. “You’re welcome.”
CHAPTERTWENTY
Ilet Nella decompress by herself for a few days, busying myself with figuring out my plans come next week.
I have talked to Ava as well, getting updates here and there about Nella’s mental state and how she’d been holding up since the restaurant. So far, she’s only been eating light snacks and coming down only long enough to feed her cat before heading right back up to hide in her bed.
To be expected, unfortunately.
I knock on her door, not waiting for her to reply before entering her room. I’m surprised to see that there isn’t a Nella-shaped lump buried under the covers of her bed.
Off to my right, I hear the whisper sounds of the shower running, giving me a little hope that she was finally up and doing something other than sleeping. I head over to the door, seeing that it had been left partially cracked open, and I push it wide. Her back faces me while she stands under a steaming stream of water. Her hands running over the back of her hair.
I can’t help but take note of all her delicious curves, even through the opaque glass. She really is a goddess. It’s sad that no one else has appreciated her beauty like this. Then again, I probably would’ve killed them if they had.
My cock hardens in my trousers at the sight of her. My body ready to take her on the floor of this bathroom. I step into the misted room, feeling the temperature raise a few degrees from how hot she has the water running.
“Nella.”
She jumps, spinning around while clutching her arms around her body to cover herself.
I wait for her to wipe the water out of her face and slide the glass door open.
“...Killian?”
I don’t say anything back to her and strip my clothes off slowly while she watches me. Her hand fists around the handle to the shower door. From here, I can see her nipples hardening. Her own body ready for me as she roams her eyes over my bare skin.
She slides the door open further, stepping to the side to let me in before closing it behind me.
Despite my obvious erection, I say, “How are you?”
She shakes her head at me and wraps her arms around my waist.
“I don’t want to talk.”