AVA    "What the fuck just happened here?" Quill asks as he smirks at me. His eyes glances from Asa to me. This is so fucking awkward.   I just got an orgasm from one of the hottest men I've ever seen and Quill had to walk in to make everything seem awkward." What the fuck are you doing here?"" Damn, man. I just got out of the hospital." He smirks at me and walks back to the living room. Asa follows and I shamelessly smooth my already smooth dress. Fuck, I feel embarrassed.   For a lot of reasons I'm embarrassed. I let Asa go down on me and it felt so good. Plus Quill already knew something happened between the two of us and it's crazy." I heard you were shot." I tell Quill as he sits down. He sighs and nods. I look at his arm and he's wearing a sling. Shit, was it that bad.

AVA      The minute Nick smirked at me and left, I breathe out a breath I didn't know I've been holding. What type of sexual tension was that? Asa gives me a skeptical look as he leaves with his brother to the kitchen. I look down at my outfit and smirk. I really don't know why I wore this sequin dress. It showed a decent amount of cleavage and my curves. Asa won't stop staring at me through out the jet ride and Quill flirted with me through out the ride.    Asa and I haven't really talked much. We've been avoiding each other and I'm enjoying this little game of ours. Ever since he left the bathroom the previous day, we've been avoiding each other like the plague. I found a set of painkillers and water on my nightstand the previous day and Quill said Asa brought it. Which I don't really know why.    He's messing with my head and I won't let him. The reason I wore

AVA     Once we arrive New York, Quill and I drive in the same car while the twins drive in the anothe car. The drive back to the mansion was fun with Quill. We talked about stuff and he was constantly asking questions about my life. Not everyone really cares to ask about my personal life. I guess probably because, I don't fancy the subject. One way or the other, I try to avoid it. " You know Rob right?" I decide to ask him. " Please don't tell me you've also fallen for his good looks and charms?"    I chuckle. " Rob's sweet. At least everyone knows that." He nods. " He's the different one I guess. Rob's smart and I'm gonna choose him over that dipshit Coen. Sometimes I ask myself what the actual fuck did Asa see in him that made them become best friends." " Something special I guess. People's flaws shouldn't determine their capability or wha

 AVA I silently hum to the song as I watch Quill and Jen chat nonstop. I guess they forget I'm even in the car with them. Jen decides we stop by in a restaurant to have lunch. I didn't even eat the takeout Rob brought this morning and I'm hungry. She even wants us to party.  " How are you related to Ava? Are you the brother to the parents of the kid she used to babysat?" Jen asks. I totally forgot I lied about what I do.      Quill turns to look at me as he furrows his brows at me in confusion. I roll my eyes and shrug.  " Yeah. He's the brother of my boss." I answer as I look at Quill and smile.  " Why don't you bring him out often? You know..." Jen smiles at me.     I shrug. " Sorry, Jen. What's up with you? How have you been?" " Good, I guess. I'm still planning on going to college and all that stuff. So Quill, you wanna maybe hangout sometime?" Jen asks Quill, once again for

AVA " Are you okay?" Nick asks. He noticed I'm tensed as I look back at him. " Vincenzo is here." I whisper.     Nick clench his jaw as he pulls away, looking around the dance floor. Oh well, too late cause Vincenzo is already approaching us with his shit eating grin. His bored woman walks behind him and she is less impressed.  " If it's not the infamous Nicholas Xavier." Vincenzo smiles at him. A smile that doesn't reach his eyes. Nick is quiet as the two men silently glares at each other. Vincenzo's woman is rather oblivious of what's happening or she doesn't give a fuck.    Vincenzo lets go of his woman. " So who are you here to kill?" Vincenzo whispers sipping from his champagne. He is yet to look at me and I guess he's doing it on purpose.  " What do you want Vince? I never knew you are an acquaintance to Giovanni." " Oh me neither. I least expected you know her." And Vincenzo meets my eye