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“Can I ask you something? Please don’t get mad or offended because I don’t mean to do that to you.”
“I already know what you’re going to ask, Grayson.” She sat up and covered herself with the sheet. “When we have sex, it’s me and only me. I promise you that. As I told you before, we have rules in the system.”
“Sometimes they like to break the rules,” I said as I ran my fingers down her arm.
“Not the sex rule. I don’t want you to worry about that. Besides, they’d only come out like that if someone was hurting me or being forced to have sex.”
“Okay. I’m sorry for asking.”
“Don’t be. I totally get it.”
“Come here.” I pulled her into me. “Let’s get some sleep. Tomorrow, I’ll drive you home so you can change before we go to my Aunt Barb’s.”
I lay there and held her tight. The feelings I’d been having lately were overwhelming because they were feelings I’d never experienced before. The problem was she just wasn’t one woman. She was five plus a ten-year-old girl. It pissed me off that she was like that because of the trauma she suffered as a child. I needed to know what happened to her, and I wasn’t going to stop until I found out the truth.
CHAPTER21
Grayson
My phone pinged at six a.m., and when I looked at it, I saw a text message from Gabriel.
“We’re heading down to the water. Grab your surfboard and get your ass out here.”
“What’s wrong?” Ava opened her eyes.
“Nothing. It’s a text from Gabriel saying they’re going surfing.” I set my phone down.
“Go and have some surf time with your family.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Yes.” A smile framed her face. “If you don’t mind, I’m going back to sleep.”
“Sleep as long as you want.” I kissed her lips.
I grabbed my surfboard and ran down to the beach where my brother and cousins were.
“There he is.” Stefan smiled.
“Did Ava stay the night?” Gabriel asked.
“Yeah. Hey, Simon.” I put my board in the water next to his.
“Glad you could join us.” He smiled. “What’s up?”
“I need you and Grace to do me a favor.”
“Anything. What do you need?”
“I need you to see what you can find out about Ava. Her mother is in the California State Penitentiary. Why is she there?”
“What’s her mother’s name?”
“I don’t know, and I can’t ask Ava. She doesn’t know about her mother.”
“Then how do you?” His brows furrowed as we paddled out.
“Freya told me last night. She came out when I was playing California Dreaming. Apparently, the song triggered a flashback for Ava, and Freya immediately stopped it. She told me that it was the song that her mother constantly played. That’s when she told me where she was.”
