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Why, this child can read minds. I replied, "I did. Her name's Aaliyah. By the way, you said you're still young. How old are you?" I got really curious. She looks younger than I am. But maybe not so much. "Nineteen incoming twenty. So, not so young anymore. How about you?" "Twenty-two," I replied. I'm right. But Ruby is considered an adult now. "How about crazy?" Ruby looked at me with one eyebrow arched.

He took a step closer to me. The heat I felt in between my legs caused me to release slow breaths. I tried collecting myself before he noticed the sudden change in my body but by the smirk on his face, I could've tell that I was busted. "How old are you again?" I asked. "Twenty-Three. Is my age a problem, by what your mum told me you are supposed to be at least Twenty-One." "Did you ask my mum my age or did she blurt it out?" I raised a brow.

I answered, then straightened his hair and continued to massage his scalp. "Were you close to them?" "Maybe. I was younger then." He nodded. "How old are you now?" "Probably the same age as you." I said, taking a guess. "You're twenty wolf age, right?" He laughed. "My wolf is twenty for sure. But he's an old soul. I am two or three years older, depending on how you count it." "I am twenty one. My wolf is eighteen." "Your wolf is pretty young. Will my wolf like that?"

Happy birthday. That was all it read.

HELOOOOOO there here comes another chapter of 18 to 80 I hope you like it. Do pop a vote. hehe have a good day.

They all left the room and I focused on Adrian. "It feels so nice having your parents with your right?" He asked and I nodded my head. "How are you feeling? Are you feeling twenty yet or you are not?" He asked and I chuckled. "Was that how the felt twenty eight when you turned twenty eight?" I asked. "Yes. You should be able to feel your age to claim that age. Do not worry, If you do not feel twenty one then we might just have to go clubbing together. I've been thinking of that for sometime s now," he said and i quirked my eyebrows.

His smirk returned, but it was different this time then it turned into a frown, “I'm not going to go to jail for this, am I?” I rolled my eyes, “I'm not a kid. I'm more than 18 and you're just about four-five years older than I am!” “Actually… It's just three years. I'm three years older than you are.” “What?!” I yelled, blinking at him like he’d just dropped a bombshell. Kaidon looked annoyingly smug, arms folded now like he was enjoying every second of my confusion. “You heard me.” He said, dragging out the words, “You’re eighteen plus a few months. I’m twenty-two. Oh, that’s like three years and a few months.”

"Give me like twenty minutes. I'm not twenty-one anymore." "You're doing just fine for fifty-six." "Flattery will get you everywhere." "Good to know."

“Aren’t you too young for this? The business… it’s not something to just step into.” He tilted his head, a small smirk playing on his lips. “Aren’t we about the same age?” “No." " I'm 18, soon be 19,” He said. " You?” "22,” I said bluntly. “Not quite the same.” He shrugged. “Close enough.” Not the same but close enough to feel the comparison sting. I didn’t reply. Instead, I poured myself another glass, the amber liquid catching the light, letting it warm my chest.

“Whenever someone decides to hire me somewhere.” “What are you talking about? You know you can get a job at one of my spots. Be a pizza boy or work in a bar. How old are you now anyway? 21?” “19.” “Oh.” He scratched under his shirt, exposing that black rug underneath. “Be a busboy then.”