Hey loves! I don't actually speak Spanish so if anyone has corrections please let me know. I have picked up bits of Spanish from Puerto Rican and Cuban friends when I lived in South Florida and when first moved back to Massachusetts , but have never formally had lessons and I do know there are a few phrases that I will need to come back and edit if I don't manage to edit them before publishing. Thank you for reading my book.
Aldo’s POV I complete my usual Saturday chores then get dressed and ready for my date with Nova. I grab the car keys checking that Aiden is all set before heading over to see Greg at the music shop. I pick up the reserved sheet music and spot a new guitar strap that catches my eye because of the color. “Feeling the purple, huh?” Greg intones. “Yeah man, I would explain more but I absolutely do not want to run late for my date.” I am beaming. “Let me guess the lucky girl loves purple.” Greg laughs. “Yeah, something like that.” I find myself saying this a lot lately, especially when I don’t really want to explain. “About that something special that I am letting you have first dibs on, follow me.” He leads me to the practice room, where he produces vintage Epiphone electric-acoustic guitar and it is in mint condition. Just holding this beautiful instrument is amazing and playing it is an amazing feel. The only thing I have seen more beautiful is not so much a
Nova’s POV I really do feel like I am floating on a pink cloud. Maybe I should change to a fluffy pink duvet cover rather than my gathered lavender one because the visual would complete the feeling. I do not forget my BFF, however. And it isn’t quite midnight yet so I shoot her a text. Me:Hey Cassie, R U still up? Rather than a text my phone starts ringing and I pick up immediately. “What’s up girl?” I ask without looking at the caller I.D. “So my parents split up. They knew it was happening. Mom was supposed to tell me since she is the one leaving dad, but she didn’t.” Cassie spits out in a rush before taking a breath and continuing.”Anyway she packed like the rest of us, but left her bags in the car at the airport, thinking about it I figured that she would be driving the car up because that was logical, but at the gate she said that she was staying in Atlanta and , get this, moving in with her GIRLFRIEND! Apparently they had messed around back in college, but
Aldo’s POV Still in an amorous mood after my date with Nova I nearly forgot about my new Sunday gig, but thankfully, I have my alarm set and a reminder in my phone stating that I have to be in Manhattan this morning for “Acoustic Brunch Gig”. I started learning “Watermelon Sugar” when I got home last night and might try it out today. I am not sure that I have it down perfectly yet, but I played it through a few times last night, since I just couldn’t wind down after the magical evening with MY babe! I still can’t believe that we have decided to make it official after just one date, but I also can’t help wanting them to know that I do really want to be with them. I make my shower a quick one and remembering Nova’s words about my hair I decide to leave it loose. Posh establishment be damned if my hair is an issue! I really need this job so I do bring a hair tie, just in case. I borrow a denim blue chambray shirt and floral necktie from Aiden and pull on medium wash jeans…looki
Nova’s POV The weekend was perfect, Friday night and Saturday night with Aldo, then brunch with Neville, where we found out that the Brunch place was Aldo's new gig. What a small world! The only sucky things about the weekend were Cassie’s family drama and all the drama with my sister. Adia’s drama seems nearly endless. I think she created more drama than necessary, sometimes. Monday comes and goes, without much of anything exciting. Tuesday brings both rain and announcements about the homecoming committee. I love dancing, but do not want to be on some planning committee. However, most of the school is buzzing to find out what theme days and events the committee will plan. Wednesday trickles by, until after school, when Sidney and I are finally alone working on our ideas for the Avant Garde Night. She pulls me into her room and makes me sit on her bed and says “So I know you are trying to be all nonchalant about it, but I noticed you and Neville talking about you dating some
Aldo POV I have been looking forward to today all week! I am doing my Saturday chores on Friday morning, before I go to work because I have a special day planned for tomorrow. I already told Nova that they need to keep all day clear Saturday, but haven’t told them the plan. I am taking them on an extra special and extra fun date. Most of this week has been just average with the exception of my phone calls and texting with Nova, but it sucks that we are both so busy during the week to see each other. Between my shifts at the coffee shop, band practice (the guys are still being weird but are a little better) and Nova having school and homework, we are both so busy. I have a mid shift at the coffee shop and Adia doesn’t come in until after her classes, so I only have to deal with her flirtations for the last hour and a half of my shift. She bluntly blurts “Are you gay?” after one of her failed attempts at flirting with me. “I am not really sure what to say to that, Adia. I
Nova’s POV I was beyond surprised to see that my uncle Mateo was home, when he interrupted the very nice kiss that Aldo greeted me with when he came to pick me up tonight. Aldo talks about my sweet watermelon kisses, but his are sweet mint and strawberry. I know it is toothpaste and lip balm, but it's so delightful when the flavors come from his lips. I’m also so glad that Uncle Mateo decided to join us. I am not surprised that all of my friends think my uncle is hot. He is older than me but we share some features, his face is a little broader, his nose is smaller, as are his lips and his skin is a caramel color as opposed to my more mocha shade. Then we have the same curly coils, but mine are purple and black while his are a warm brown. We are both known for having the best of our family’s features. I am totally feeling Aldo’s set. He stuck with all love songs, from different genres and time periods and dedicated it to me. I’m still blushing, even though he is now of
Aldo’s POV I’m reeling from last night. My gig went wonderfully, but I hadn’t expected Nova’s Uncle Mateo to be home, nor to join us . I definitely hadn’t figured on him being the same Mateo that Cicely used to have a thing with. Then, he goes and reveals that my babe used to sneak out to do drag performances in the last city that they lived in. Not only that but they were a superb performer.Watching them on stage had me divided between jealousy that others could see my babe move so seductively and proud of them for being so amazing at what they do. The part where they collapsed off of the stage into my lap at the end would have really freaked me out if I hadn’t realized that it was a controlled collapse, for both dramatic effect and a way to quickly get to where I was. This brings me to other things…a protectiveness over Nova was awoken in me. I have never felt protective of anyone other than my sisters, and possible mom. I just want to cradle Nova in a protective embrace, yet r
Nova’s POV Let me just say that Aldo is so sweet, but Oh, My god! Getting me up after the crappy night sleep I had. I just couldn’t fall asleep. I was so fired up from the darg performance, and worried about Aldo second guessing being with me after that. My mind was running a mile a minute and I just couldn’t fall asleep. The coffee and his sweet peck on my cheek were a very nice thing to get first thing in the morning and the look on his face was amusing. How could he look at me with desire and admiration when I know I wake up a hot mess? I really liked his expression when I came out in the outfit that I am currently wearing. What really floored me though is Mami telling him that he could call her “mom” and making most of my favorite breakfast foods for us before we left. My mom isn’t like that with most people. She usually threatens them or acts jovial, but still reserved, but this was a genuine “welcome to the family” type of move, especially when she left us in the kitchen un