His Little Deception

20|Avery Stirling

CHAPTER20|AVERY STIRLING

    Page after page I write until I can't anymore keeping myself busy. I've been stuck in each of my books trying to find different ideas I could use as inspiration but nothings working. Oh how I miss the banter between me and the group

    Coming into the room was a maid who was probably sent to tell me that breakfast is ready. Before she could even say a word I shut my laptop and got up from bed following her out of the room. The aroma of the food made my stomach growl and my mouth salivate all in one

    Today my feet were light as I made my way to the dining room. The air around me made me think of how I felt every time I came home from school. It felt like home for some odd reason

    It's completely new to me because when I first got here I felt as if I was in a prison. I've never felt like home in any other place but my Father's house. And I believe it was because of all of the memories I had there

    Even though I've had no life changing or remarkable memories here it feels great to wake up here today. Maybe because I feel safe. This feeling can't have anything to do with Dorian Zephyr. We hate each other

    "Dorian."

    Instead of saying good morning I simply say his name and nod at him. He sat at the head of the table wearing nothing but a white t shirt and I'm sure for pants he had on gray sweatpants

    "Avery." he muttered.

    Someone woke up on the opposite side of the bed today. That makes me feel giddy inside. Although I'd love to express it in front of his face I decide not to only because I don't want my mood to be ruined from his smart remarks

    "How did you sleep?. Not that I care or anything."

    We rarely make conversation and if we do we're always arguing about something. I'm just trying to be nice and have a civil conversation

    "I'm afraid she does care. Anyways, I slept like a baby. I reckon you slept well too by the looks of it." his lips curl up into a smirk

    My eyes slightly widen before I look down at my attire. I completely forgot what I wore for bed. I had on a lace nightgown that showed so much skin I'm sure my ass was out if I stood up and my boobs there was no covering them

    He had already seen everything

    "Why are you staring?. And just because my nipples are hard doesn't mean a thing. It's just cold here, moron."

    "I'm not interested in your titties,Red. You could dream all you'd like." he rolls his eyes before taking a sip of  whatever he had in his cup

    His morning voice was something else. Usually when I come down in the morning he's never here so to see him at the table is surprising to say the least. Eyeing him I notice him shift uncomfortably in his seat. I know that from anywhere

    Slightly tilting my head I bite my lip before moving my hair to one side. We'll see who's horny

    "What's for breakfast today?." I sigh making sure my neck is on display

    Looking up at the man, his eyes haven't left me yet. Our eyes burn into each other like no other. I can see the need in his eyes. He wants me so bad

    "They don't tell me what's on the menu,princess. It's always a surprise. But I'm sure you'll see eggs..bacon," he pauses for a moment before glancing down my shirt and then looking back up at me. "And sausage"

    "My favorite."

    He could barely breathe. The way his chest went up and down I could tell I affected him the way I planned to. It may seem evil but that's what he gets. Males only like us for one thing. Sex. You could look through a brain and I'm sure the only images you'd get will have to do with a sexual act