The Second Wife by Melinda Mulera (good books to read for 12 year olds TXT) 📖

"Want to help me pack?" Avery said as he opened the door to his apartment, the room with countless memories, good and bad at the same time.

"Not really." I shrugged my shoulders as I stood at the door while he walked towards his closet.

"Should I mark it as vacant or still under your name, mind you sir, it would still mean the monthly rent-"

"Leave the room apartment empty, until I say so, I'll pay the bills per usual." Avery told Linda who had been standing in the centre of the room, obviously avoiding me because Avery just happened to have known about it. She clearly hates Avery, that's plain to see, but I can't stop him.

Believe me I wouldn't even if I tried.

"Very well sir. Anything else?" She asked him, clearly hiding her disdain in her voice.

"No." He simply said as he tossed his clothes towards the bed. "You can leave."

"Okay." Linda bowed slightly before turning towards the door where I stood. She narrowed her eyes at me before leaving the room and into the corridor.

"Could you at least help fold?" I heard Avery sag as I stared at Linda walk towards the elevator, wanting to tell her how sorry I was. Yet it wasn't my fault.

"You're the one moving, not me." I sighed as I closed the door and walked towards him with angered brows. "Why should I help?"

"Why are you being resistant?" He chuckled as I began to fold his clothes with a small smile tagging my lips. Without warning, I felt his arms wrap around my waist.

"What are you-"

"Hazel wants to stop me from being this close to you." He whispered into my ear as he grabbed into the edges of my dress. "So let's enjoy this moment while he's not here." He chuckled into my ear, forcing a shiver up my spine.

He was bound to be the end of me.

I turned, as though without thought and wrapped my arms around his neck as he plastered his warm lips on mine. He gently lowered my back to the bed as I shut my eyes and let myself enjoy the electric impulse Avery had always given me, and it wasn't long until he made me his again.

"Hazel's going to slaughter me if he finds out." He groaned out above me as I bit onto my lower lip from the tangling feeling.

"Then... Stop." I struggled to say, only to hear him chuckle before he glanced down at me.

"I doubt you'd want that." He whispered as he leaned down to me. "We're past resisting now." He chuckled when I let out a muffled moan as I turned my head away from him and squeezed my eyes shut.

As much as we'd love to keep this going on for a while, we both knew Hazel would be done and wondering where the heck we were. So Avery picked up the 'pace' and we had to end it as fast as we could.

As though on queue as Avery threw himself beside me, Avery's phone began to buzz from somewhere on the bed.

"Sh*t, it's Hazel." He laughed out lowly. "It's like he sensed us betraying him." He chuckled before placing the phone to his ear. I watched as he stared back down at me while he trailed his finger along the edges of my hairline. "I'm with Iris, of course. No I'm not doing anything to her. You can ask her yourself. She was just coming to help pack. What? Do I seriously didn't do anything, bro. Yes I won't touch her, yeah. But we're having lunch without you, like I even care. Sure. Bye." He cut the call before chuckling and tossing the phone aside. "He thinks I touched you."

"You didn't?" I asked innocently as he grinned out.

"Well. He can't know that." he chuckled as he leaned down and kiss the top of my forehead before standing up and fixing his shorts.

I stood up as well, glancing around for my underwear. I eventually spotted it... Way across the room and in the small living room just across the room.

Geez, Avery sometimes...

My feet brushed across the tiles and into the living room where I grabbed it from the edges of the couch and began to pull it on when the door suddenly opened.

I glanced towards the door as I paused, only to have Linda remain frozen at the door and staring, not at me, but at Avery, then me. I glanced towards Avery and believe it or not, he was still wearing his clothes.

Which made me realise, I was the only one still in my dress, except, my bra was nowhere to be seen and every under my dress was gone but the dress.

I blinked a few times at her before she frowned and closed the door.

She's mad.

I sighed out as I pulled the underwear all the way up and glared at Avery who was pulling on his shirt.

"Did you have to take everything off?" I asked as I stared angrily at him to which he raised his brows at.

"Excuse me?" He chuckled out. "You took my clothes off, if you need to be reminded." He rolled his eyes playfully as I smacked my forehead.

Right. I did that.

"She's angry." I whispered out as I walked towards him, to which he shrugged to.

"She hates me." He nodded as he pulled a suitcase from under the bed and simply shoved the clothes I struggled to fold into it and the rest I didn't. "She can't stop us from falling in love even if she tried."

"I have to talk to her." I sighed out even more as I bit onto my lower lip.

"We have to talk to her." He corrected as he zipped his suitcase. "I have to make myself clear with her as well. Let's do it over lunch." He smiled as he kissed my cheek shortly before grabbing his suitcase handle. "She needs to know I'm not letting you go."

"Like that's comforting." I rolled my eyes and followed nervously behind him.

This won't go well.

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Eeeeeeesh. Now that's nasty. 
Wouldn't want to be there.