BETWEEN US | whitecoeur

10.

Vicky.

I don't know why he wanted to act as if we were friends, him and I could never be friends. We are so different, besides the obvious attraction between us, nothing more could happen. We pulled into the parking space and exited the car heading towards the dealership.

Chivalry wasn't dead according to Lance, he opened the door to the dealership and allowed for me to go first, I smiled thinly at him and walked around looking at all the different Porsches surrounding us. "How long have you known Arya for?" Lance said beside me. I kept my view forward, "years more than a 10 years,".

I heard him, he probably got the idea I wanted nothing to do with him. He walked forward and went to a white Porsche, he gently felt the paint of the car, unknowingly observing his hand I noticed the scar that traced down the middle of where his thumb and index finger met, all the way down to his wrist.

Either he got into some freak accident as a kid or a bar fight, I couldn't put any of them past him. He opened the door to the car and looked around, his eyes caught mine through the tinted windows, signaling for me to join him. I calming walked over to him and sat inside, the car was beautiful, perfect for a new mother and perfect for Arya. "She would love it, don't you think?" He asked not bothering to look my way just the glove compartment. "We should get this one," I agreed and stated.

Lance shook his head and pulled out his card, "what are you doing, Killian said to use his," Lance ignored me and preceded to walk over to the sales person. In an instant I grabbed his arm, he looked down to mine and slowly looked up, he didn't look happy just unfazed. "Killian told us to use his card."

"I'm aware, I'm gifting his by paying, just don't go telling Arya or him." Lance said and softly placed his hand on mine, taking it off his arm.

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The two settled on the agreement to not mention anything to Killian nor Arya, they got the car and had nothing else to buy as gifts. In all honesty Vicky felt guilty, her attitude was unnecessary she felt, so she offered to get Lance ice cream.

Yes, ice cream.

Lance agreed to drive to the location given by Vicky, he had no idea where there were going but once they got there and he noticed he was being dragged to a cute pink ice cream shop. Everything changed, he was now very awkward and confused. "What flavour do you want?" She asked, Lance looked at her i. disbelief and smiled, "cookies and cream."

They ordered and walked outside by the city park. "I'm sorry for being rude, I think I was trying to be stubborn and intimidating, it was unnecessary."

"You're all good hun," he said to her with a smile. She looked forward so quickly, "doesn't mean we are friends though."

"Whatever you say ma'am." He ate his ice cream in peace. They finished and walked back to the car, Lance had to drop Vicky off, she got out and thanked him, he offered to drive her whenever she needed but she refused, pointing out that she had her own license and her own car. In a manner of respect, Lance smiled and shook his head before starting his engine. "I'll see you in..." he checked the time on his watch, "... about 2 hours." The dark skinned girl looked across from her and smiled before walking into her apartment building, she was well-off; her own paid for condo and private parking.

Lance left the driveway and drove off to his home, everyone got ready. At the newly engaged home, Arya and Killian arranged the table, Killian had cooked everything. He wanted for his girl to rest and do nothing, to only enjoy the night, each day he would ensure she was taken care off, and Arya appreciated every ounce of the effort she put but she also regretted making him work so hard with no rest, if there was a way to make him rest she would try.

The two's chemistry and communication was so strong, they would always help with whatever. Once they had finished setting the table, Arya and Killian took a shower together, they were inseparable. Catering to each other, they lasted half-an-hour in the shower until they were ready to get dressed. Tim passed like a ticking bomb, luckily no distractions were done, and luckily they were done by the time the first knock was heard.

Arya was ready, wearing a silk red dress down to the mid of her calves, an open back and a semi low v-neck opening. Her bump was barely noticeable but if you lingered for two seconds or more, you could spot the beauty. She had her hair in a bun, allowing her curls to be noticed, her dressed paired with a dominant but quiet red lip and natural makeup. She opened the door only to see her half-sister drenched in water. "Sorry I forgot my key, you um look beautiful," she said with a genuine look in her eyes.

Arya stepped aside and gave her a towel from the carbinet. "Here, go take a warm shower and join us for dinner we have guests."

"Oh I don't wanna intrude," Hayley tried to refuse the invitation but Arya insisted until her sister eventually gave in. After what seemed to be ten minutes, another knock was heard from the door. Arya opened the door to Lance standing underneath the illuminating front light, a smile beamed on both faces. Arya hugged Lance and invited him in, he walked in holding a bottle of Vinothèque 1999, obviously he had only bought it for himself and Killian but either way Arya was grateful.

"You look beautiful," he said as he kissed her cheek, she hit his shoulder. "Stop it," the two bantered. Killian descended from the stairs, still fixing his sleeves. "Lance, cousin, good to see you," he said pulling him into a tight man-hug.

The two walked off to the home bar and pried open the bottle of champagne like it was a cheap on from the store. Arya smiled to herself and walked to Hayley's room.

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