Am I More Than You Bargained For Yet?

Chapter 12

Ava took a deep breath, stepping into the living room.
She cleared her throat. Angel didn't even look up from her magazine.
Velvet smiled looking at the younger Williams sister standing in the middle of the doorway. "Well..." Angel spoke.

They had spent the past hour having the 'just because I wasn't in catering doesn't mean I didn't hear every word from everyone else' fight. In the end Ava won, batting her thick lashes and forcing tears to the top of her big brown eyes, whimpering oh-so melodramatically "Don't you just want me to be happy?"

How could she lose?

"You're wearing that?"
Ava put her hands on her hips, frowning. "Problem, Williams?"
Angel looked her up and down again. Her hair was up. Tight, tight jeans. brown tank top with a bunch of jewelery previously borrowed from Lauren backstage. She actually looked really good. But was she gonna let her sister know that? Hell no.

But what could she say? Her job description called for her to parade around in less and less every week. "It's fine." Velvet smiled at the two, clapping her hands together. "When's he getting here?" She grinned.

"Oh, he's waiting downstairs... but I wanted to ask something..."
Ange stood up, grabbing her car keys off the table. "Come on, V. She wants up to go out for the night." Angelina smiled at the shorter, younger woman.

"She does?" Velvet asked, sounding completely naive. "Yes. She does. So she can bring that poor unsuspecting boy back here." Angelina smirked, not taking her eyes off her sister.

"Oh. Ohhhhhhh." Velvet smirked.
"And your just gonna do it? No questions asked?" Ava spoke, dumbfounded. Angelina smiled, walking past her sister with a smile on her face. She stopped, leaning over to kiss her sisters forehead. "Yeah. I have your credit card."

Ava frowned, but didn't dare say a word.
"Have fun girls." She spoke through gritted teeth.

"You too, Ava. But not too much."