Act Your Age Eve Brown Novels & Stories

Lily: "For hell's sake, I am twenty-two not some baby and how old are you?" Grayson growled suddenly, I knew he was fighting the urge not to lash out at his mate but he was not able to hold it inside after he lashed out, I could feel his regrets in his eyes, and he hissed shutting his eyes. "... And please don't tell me, that you are twenty-three because I know you are not," this time, his voice was low and now our eyes were focused on Sandra waiting for her to say her age, with the way Jena and she are close, it only means they might be in the same age and she might be twenty-one or twenty because I guess that is the age Jena is.

Livia had stepped toward him on purpose. Yet Brown remained stoic, as if saying, "Oh, you stepped on me? Strange, I didn't feel a thing." That only made her more annoyed. "Oh, and thank you for changing my nightgown," she added with a dazzling smile that didn't reach her eyes. "You're welcome. I'm glad you liked it," Brown said calmly. "Haha, I loved it so much I want to kiss you in front of Mr. Damian and let us all die together," she said sweetly under her breath, her voice as bright as morning sunshine.

Mrs Brown said with a raised eyebrow and caught the attention of most people on the table. "Ava want to be like me, I hardly eat when I was her age" Kayla said. Carina, Bryce and cleared their throats at the same time in denial. "At her age, you could eat a horse, say something else," Carina chimed in, and everyone laughed except for Alex. After some seconds, Mr Brown asked worriedly. "Ava what's wrong?" "Dad it's nothing, I just don't want to miss the early morning lesson, love you guys"

Neil Brown, anyone could be with Mia Kyle, but not you! Thinking of this, Neil Brown clenched his fists and tried his best to control his true feelings so that the smart Mia Kyle would not find any clues to hold onto him. "Neil Brown, I'll tell you something. Anyway, I'm still young. I'm just in my early twenties. But you're different. You're already over 30 years old." Mia Kyle decided to have a good talk with Neil Brown and give him a lecture. Maybe she would not have to use her evil ideas.

Bryan said winking, with a playful smirk across his face. “Noooo, you didn’t just say that men” Brown responded, bursting into a loud laughter. “You want me to… Naaaa… that’s not it. I still got my emotions in control" Brown added. “You are getting older, you will soon turn 35” “That’s still two years time” “I’m only helping you settle down and be a father on time” “I’ll do that after you my brother” Brown winked playfully at Bryan “Ohhh, that’s the angle you wanna take?”

Brown replied. Evelyn closes her eyes and makes a wish before opening it back. She blows the candles and Mrs. Brown smiles. "What did you wish for?" Mrs. Brown asked. "I wish that you wouldn't grow old and leave me all alone in this world like my father" She replied and Mrs. Brown chuckled. "Well, I'm not getting old at all, are you kidding me, I look like I'm in my early thirties, gosh! You don't have eyes! Mrs. Brown replied and Evelyn smiled.

“Oh, Perry, stop with the formalities. You know it doesn’t suit you, right?” Perry raised one brow, entwining her hands together, before reciprocating her smirk. “Well, Ms. Brown is older than me, so I think it wiser to—” “You’re what—seventeen?” said Sheels snorting. Rolling her eyes, Perry narrowed her eyes at her. “For your information, I’m just sixteen!”

“Look at the mirror Eve, you’re pretty like your momma.” The older woman fixed the mirror properly so she could see her small little self. She was eight years old then and was pulled up and made her sit on the chair. And this same particular time, getting to the time of her birthday. “You would look so beautiful in the dress I picked out for your birthday. It’s a blue dress and it’s gonna match your eyes.” She brushed her long golden brown hair with a pink brush. With a broad smile across her face.

After all, once the night was over, we'll have the rest of the days to ourselves. “Dating an older man, huh?” The brunette who earlier introduced herself as Vivian, Viv for Short. The first born child of an automobile company. She's quite bratty if you ask me. I twirled the wine in my cup. “uh huh” “Doesn't that bother you, I mean, he's hot but he's like forty-something.” He grimaced like the thought of fucking Victor irritated her. So here was something I didn't say to her; I wasn't going to answer to a twenty year old brat who attends event she knew absolutely nothing about and tried to piss everyone off.

I explained to him. "That's no problem, don't you worry, that can be arranged." He calmly said with so much assurance. "Just to clear the air … wait, arranged? What do you mean arranged?" "Like I said, don't worry yourself. Let me properly introduce myself. I am Raphael Dominic and I'm 28 years old, how about you?" "I'm Eve John and I'm 19, I'll be 20 years old in a couple days." I explained the last part so he doesn't see me as too young or teenage which apparently, he didn't give a fuck about.