Todos os capítulos de Extra Time With The Striker Brothers : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 27

VossI found her sitting near the edge of the garden pavement, watching the flowers, hair falling loose around her shoulders.She looked so good under the warm afternoon sun, and I could stay from a distant and watch her but that would be too bad, and I wanted to hear her laugh again.That’s a compulsive thought that crossed my mind. So when i got close to her she didn’t hear, so touching her bare shoulder from behind was totally unexpected.She jumped when I dropped a hand on her shoulder, spinning around fast enough that she nearly lost her balance on the stone."Why would you do that?" She swatted at my arm, more annoyed than actually angry. "I was enjoying the quiet." Her nose scrunched up as she continued hitting me until she stopped then proceeded to regulate her breath."Don't lie." I sat down next to her without asking. "You weren't enjoying anything. You missed me.""You just ruined the peace for me," she grumbled, but she didn't pull away, and she didn't move over to put dis

Ivy"They separated all the prisoners after the riot," Zel said, phone wedged between my ear and shoulder while I dug through my bag. "To different prisons different states, probably."Zel's voice cracked over the line, somewhere between a sob and a laugh at herself for crying this hard over a television show."I can't. I refuse to accept this. Do not tell me how it ends.""I wouldn't dream of it. I haven't even let myself look it up.""Good. Keep it that way." A sniffle, then a shift in her tone entirely."Okay, wait, show me what you're wearing tonight."I pulled my gown out of the garment bag and held it up in front of the mirror so my phone camera could catch it. "This."Zel made a sound somewhere between approval and awe. "That dress is nice. Okay, your curls, do them like this, pull them back off your face a little on the sides, and leave the rest loose. Trust me."I twisted a section of hair the way she was describing through the screen, only half paying attention, because my m

IvyCairo turned to me, his expression far more curious than usual. "So, tell me, Ivy, what is your current relationship status?"I felt a flicker of defensiveness rise up before I could stop it.I knew Cairo well enough by now to know he wasn't the type to woo anyone, he was faithful to his wife but the question still felt like it had wandered somewhere it shouldn't."I don't have anyone," I said simply.He wasn't satisfied with that. "And when was the last time you dated?""Back in college." I glanced away, focusing on the crowd instead of him. "It didn't last, and since I started at Ashcombe, I haven't really dated anyone."Cairo let out a low whistle. "A beautiful girl like you, unattached this whole time?"I braced myself, certain he was about to offer up some eligible bachelor he'd been keeping in his back pocket for exactly this moment, but a shadow fell over us before he got the chance."Uncle, how are you doing?" Voss's voice cut clean through whatever Cairo had been about to

IvyI stood at the side of the stage, watching Voss walk up to his brother. Dante held his award aloft, and the crowd erupted, phones lifting in unison to catch the moment.Papa Solano's speech had just wrapped up, and now the two brothers stood together under the lights, playing the part of best friends for every camera in the room.Voss reached out and ruffled Dante's hair, and Dante played along, offering the crowd a stiff, practiced smile.Papa Solano chuckled into the microphone."These boys are such best friends that they still behave like little children," he said, gesturing between them."Look at them. They even share matching bruises on their faces because they can't keep their hands off each other."The room laughed, eating up every second of it, and I laughed along too, clapping with the rest even though I knew exactly how much of it was staged.A woman leaned in close beside me, her voice dropping into something conspiratorial."Wow, I wish I was that close with them," she