All Chapters of Dirty Little secrets : Chapter 71 - Chapter 77

Ava The morning came so fast, I was more pissed than an 8th grader who was already tired of their life and of school. Noah was outside at 6:45 am sharp, leaning on his shitty old Honda like he owned the sunrise, which he kind of did because he was practically glowing under that sunlight, he had two iced coffees in a carrier and a paper bag that smelled like sugar. I stumbled down the front steps in yesterday’s hoodie and leggings that had probably seen better decades, hair in a claw clip that was losing the war. He looked me up and down once, smirked like he was proud of the disaster he created.“And good morning to you Ava. You look like you fought sleep and lost. Go and dress properly.”“Hold on here before mom invites you in and starts rambling about breakfast.” I went in and took a bath and put on the best I could. I stayed up late all studying. I just hope it works out for me. “Shut up and hand me the caffeine before I bite you,” I muttered, snatching the cup. The cold hit my t

Ava I kept slamming shots like we had some sort of disagreement which lowkey? We did. The whiskey burned less with each one, which was either progress or a sign I was about to black out in a sticky booth. I Didn’t fucking care for real. The bartender, a guy with a neck tattoo of what looked like a crying clown kept pouring without asking questions. Smart man.My phone stayed dark. No texts from Chloe or Riley. No apology from Calder. Nothing from Noah except the ghost of his handshake still tingling on my palm like a bad tattoo. I laughed into my empty glass. Real loud. The couple two stools down shot me looks like I’d just confessed to murder. I raised the glass at them. “Cheers to being a walking red flag, you judgmental fucks.”That’s when the guy appeared.Mid-thirties maybe, button-up half untucked, beer gut fighting the shirt buttons, cologne that smelled like Axe body spray and he had this desperation urge to him. He slid onto the stool next to me without asking.“Hey gorgeous

Ava Yvana laughed. Turned halfway, kissed him over her shoulder while her hand slid up my thigh. Under the hem of his T-shirt I was still wearing. I gasped when she brushed the edge of my underwear.She smiled against Noah’s mouth. “Sensitive.”“Girl please…,” I muttered.Noah’s hands were on her hips. Tight. But his eyes never left me. “Ava…”“Don’t,” I cut him off. “Don’t say my name like that unless you’re gonna do something about it.”Yvana pulled back from him. Turned fully to me again. “Bossy. I like it.” She tugged the shirt up. Slowly. Over my head. Tossed it. I was bare underneath except the borrowed boxers.Her eyes dropped. Lingered. “Yeah. Okay. I get it now.”She leaned down. Kissed my collarbone. Then lower. Lips brushing the top of my breast. Teasing. Not sucking. Just tasting. I arched without meaning to.Noah cursed under his breath. Shifted under her. Hard and Obvious.Yvana ground back against him once. Slowly . “Patience, baby.”She kissed down my stomach. Nipped

Ava Two weeks crawled by like they were dragging their feet on purpose, but weirdly enough it felt... good? Chloe had already bounced back home the day after that whole disaster and vanished with her suitcase and Riley followed a couple days later, hugging me so tight I thought she was moving to another city and my ribs would crack. “You better call every day, bitch, or I’m coming back from you,” she’d said, laughing through the tears, I understood her though we were always together for a while now, my pretty sneaky link, and I’d laughed too even though my eyes were wet because yeah, I missed them already but I also needed the quiet.They Left me with just Jax in the house, which should’ve been awkward as hell but he actually backed off. Like, for real. He’d knock on my door sometimes with “hey, food’s here if you want,” and I’d yell through it, “Thanks but I’m busy becoming a nun, go away,” and he’d just chuckle and leave the bag outside. No pressure, no flirty bullshit, no “remembe