Now, before I can reply, Chaos steps forward, takes my face into his hands, and kisses me. It’s not a sweet kiss either. Chaos’ lips met mine, and it was questioning at first, and I couldn’t help but respond.
The kiss quickly went past tentative and into passionate. It is a claiming. That is how it felt to me. Chaos claiming my mouth, and me. He tasted divine and carried a hint of the coffee he drank earlier. My head is spinning as he deepens the kiss more, and my heart is pounding.
When I hear a giggle, I rip myself away from Chaos, and I must look startled because Corey laughs even more. “Auntie Victoria, you are blushing.”
“Be quiet, Corey. It’s rude to make that comment.” I don’t say it harshly, but he can see it’s embarrassed me so quickly nods his head and looks at Chaos.
A knock at the door breaks the awkward moment, and I watch as it opens and Star bounces into the apartment. I’m not sure where she gets all her energy from, but I think I need to visit that place.
“Good morning,” Star says brightly, right as she notices Corey. “Oh, hi there. Who are you?”
“I’m Corey, and this is my uncle Chaos.”
Now, to say he throws that out proudly would be an inadequate description. We would need to say Corey stands up tall, throws his chest out and declares Chaos to be his uncle.
I don’t wait to hear it all. I head to the bedroom, grab my jacket and purse and quickly make my way back to the kitchen, grabbing Star by the arm and dragging her out the door shouting, “Bye, see you later,” as I do.
“Not a word, Star. Not a word,” I state as we get into her posh Charger. I’ve never seen one so stunning. The paintwork is amazing, and I don’t hold back telling her as she drives to wherever we are going.
My mind is all over the place, and I’m still worried about Bethy. Maybe Wings will get to her before her brother does, and that’s what I’m hoping. I never liked Art, and he’s never been a good brother to Bethy. I, for once, hope he does the right thing and leaves her alone.
Pulling into the front of a building, I’m surprised to see a sign that says, ‘Nell’s Bed and Breakfast.’ It’s a simple sign. It’s just a statement, really. I turn and look at Star, “Nell’s?”
“Yeah. Everyone has to meet Nell!” Star rolls her eyes as though that is an explanation, and you know what? Whatever!
