On the weekend, they went to the cinema as scheduled.
For safety reasons, Dallas has scheduled a midnight event. Averi is not a celebrity, but if you have the intention, it is easy to identify her identity.
There were only three or two people in the hall, all of whom had a tacit understanding and were separated by several rows. She saw the heads of a man and a woman touching each other in front, probably kissing.
Averi's eyebrows relaxed, and she suddenly returned to her high school days.
After graduating from high school, she never went to the cinema again. No one would think of inviting Averi to the cinema to watch a movie, and she doesn't have time either.
Age is the most difficult thing to catch up with. Johnathan is more than ten years older than her, and even if she is neglected, her foundation is deeper than that of a student who has not graduated. The later he enters the company, the harder it is to shake his position.
In the dark, Dallas took the initiative to hold her hand, the palm was warm and dry, drying her cool skin.
There is a voice in my heart, coldly reminding me of something.
Averi stared at the large screen, quietly stretching his fingers and pushing open his palm.
Dallas thought she refused, his eyes darkened. Just as he was about to retract his hand, the slender and soft texture slid into his fingertips, intertwining one by one like boneless vines.
Deep eyes turned to look at him, then turned back to look at the screen.
Dallas tightened his hand and once again enveloped her.
At the end of the movie, it was already late at night and Averi was drowsy.
That night, they didn't have sex.
She was wearing his T-shirt, lying on his bed, and had no dreams all night.
Since meeting Milo on the anniversary of J University that day, Odin has been patiently waiting for several weeks without expecting the expected outcome.
That man is still following Averi.
The two of them didn't act excessively, but he kept staring at her, and any small changes couldn't escape his eyes.
Averi is even more charming and softer, just sitting there makes it impossible to move her eyes.
The injury on the calf has mostly recovered, and only upon closer inspection can faint traces be seen. Just at the edge of the scar, there is an inconspicuous red mark.
In this position, most people would not think about the kiss mark, and it is more likely that they have been bitten by a bug.
However, his intuition told him that it was a kiss mark, a mark left by the bodyguard on her body.
During the meal, Christopher had a sudden impulse and looked at her, asking, "Averi, I have to say, you've been looking more and more beautiful lately."
Averi smiled and said, "Dad, was I ugly before?"
After Laila's accident, only she dared to joke with Cristopher, and only she had the qualification to joke with Cristopher.
Christopher is in a great mood.
Noticing Odin's gaze, Averi turned her head and smiled at him. The smile truly seeps into the eyes, with a dazzling charm.
As a good younger brother, he should be happy for her.
Odin felt a heaviness settle in her left chest, making it hard to breathe. She chewed mechanically, the food tasteless in her mouth.
No, he's not happy.
Unlike the submissive relationship with Milo, this time he is really going to lose her.
Averi was surprised when she saw Odin through the cat's eyes.
Odin knows about this place, but he rarely visits, let alone directly without greeting.
Averi opened the door and asked him in, "Why did you suddenly come over?"
She wore a loose-fitting, creamy cashmere set, her hair casually tied back in a ponytail. She looked relaxed and soft, a far cry from her usual composed and elegant demeanor.
In the past, only he knew this side of her.
Odin said, "I was just having dinner with some classmates nearby, thought I'd drop by."
Averi teased him, a hint of sarcasm in her tone, "Oh, just passing by, were you?"
Odin met her eyes and said seriously, "Sister, I actually came specifically to see you."
Averi raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Alright, save those words for your little girlfriend."
Odin smiled as well, silently accepting it.
Averi caught a faint scent of alcohol from him and curiously studied his face, "Did you drink?"
"Yeah, just a little beer," he said, glancing around as if it wasn't his first visit, then asked, "Averi, are you working overtime tonight?"
"Nothing urgent, I can do it tomorrow. Why?"
Averi shook her head. "Nothing." Odin paused for a moment, then asked, "Where's your bodyguard? Why isn't he here watching over you?"
Averi glanced at him, amused, "He has off-hours too."
Odin lowered his gaze, "I thought a personal bodyguard would be with you 24/7."
"He wasn't there when I returned to the family home."
Odin replied faintly, "True."
With just the two of them, Averi dropped her guard and asked with the caring tone of an older sister, "How's school lately? Are you feeling stressed?"
"It's alright."
"Dad said you won an award this year. He wanted to get you a car as a reward, but you still refused."
"I'm at school every day, so I don't need a car."
Averi half-joked, "If Averi were even half as good as you, I'd be over the moon."
A smile had just started to form on Odin's lips when a thought crossed his mind: Was she this relaxed in front of him as well?
His smile froze.
Noticing this, Averi leaned in to observe his expression. "Is your stomach feeling unwell?" Since Odin never touched alcohol at home, Averi's first thought was that he must have had a bad experience with it. She asked, "Want some warm water with honey?"
Odin stared at her intently for two seconds before responding, "Sure."
Averi sensed something odd in his gaze, as if he were trying to see right through her. She didn't think much of it and got up to mix some warm water with honey in the kitchen.
Odin remained silent, watching her tiptoe to reach the honey, dissolve it in cool water, then add warm water to bring it to the right temperature. Her nude-polished fingertips grasped the spoon handle and stirred slowly in circles.
The gentler she was, the deeper he fell and the heavier the weight on his heart grew, relentlessly thinking: Is she like this with the bodyguards as well?
Odin stood up. "I'm going to the bathroom for a moment."
"Hmm."
In the bathroom, Odin splashed cool water on his face and stared at his reflection in the mirror, full of inner turmoil.
Once he took this step, he could no longer hide behind the role of her younger brother, secretly longing for her affection…
His struggle vanished when his eyes fell on the toothbrushes on the counter.
In the glass cup, there were two toothbrushes: one white electric toothbrush and one ordinary blue toothbrush.
There was only one cup, but two toothbrushes.
Jealousy surged in his throat
Odin couldn't say which part he cared about more: her asking him to leave his toothbrush or sharing a cup with him.
There happened to be a fresh lemon in the fridge. Averi waited for a while, and when no one came out, she decided to take out the lemon and slice it to make a drink for herself as well.
Noticing him approaching, she smiled teasingly and said, "Upgrading it to lemon honey—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Averi froze.
Because Odin hugged her from behind, his chin level with the top of her head.
For the first time, she truly realized just how tall he had grown.
They had both grown up, and although they were siblings, this kind of embrace still felt indescribably strange.
"Averi." He called her softly, arching his back and resting his face against her shoulder.
Averi tilted her head away, putting a bit of space between them, and teased with a smile, "All grown up, and still coming to your sister to act spoiled."
The deep voice sounded close to her ear. "I know."
The voice of an adult man.
Perhaps because she couldn't see his face, Averi felt that Odin was unusually unfamiliar at this moment.
She felt a bit uneasy but tried to stay calm, replying, "Know what?"
The hand resting on her abdomen moved to her front, and only then did she notice that his right hand was clenched, as if holding something.
He turned his wrist, palm up, and his now longer, stronger fingers slowly unfurled to reveal a small purple, teardrop-shaped object in his palm.
Averi's pupils contracted sharply, so intensely that her eyes ached.
It was a butt plug.
The one she had once used to tease Dallas, trying to get him to accept it.
Odin said, "I know everything about you."
