away from his twin.
âWe were just saying goodbye, Avery,â Lirathea stated quietly, in the hope of getting him to lower his voice.
Avery got her message and walked back to her to quietly advise: âI saw you kissing him, and the general vibe was not goodbye.â
âBut thatâs what it was ⦠okay?â she appealed with a sniffle. âSo, if youâve quite finished proving your superiority and making us feel guilty, weâll just leave it at that, shall we?â
The hurt in her voice persuaded him to back off. âI wonât tell anyone,â he vowed.
âMuch appreciated.â She forced a smile and moved to catch up to Sparrowhawk.
âThis time,â Avery added in caution.
Lirathea paused in her advance a second, but did not look back at Avery. She wanted to suggest that he get a life and stop interfering in everybody elseâs, but she knew that would simply be taking out her frustration on her brother for her mistake. As infuriating as it was to admit, Avery was right â that kiss should never have happened and it must never happen again.
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Much to Fallonâs delight, Bast got fed up with having no male to impress and so was threatening to head home.
âIf I know Avery, and I do, heâs not coming back,â she advised her love-struck sibling. âDonât embarrass yourself by waiting too long.â
âIâm still enjoying the show.â Fallon looked at the sky, attempting to hide her contempt for her sisterâs thoughts. âBut you run along home. I know you have an early flight to catch.â
âYes,â sneered Bast, folding her arms, âand you wouldnât want me to miss it.â
âWell, destiny waits for no woman.â Fallon looked back to her half-sister and forced a smile.
âOh, fear not, mine will wait for me.â
Fallon was glad when Bast disappeared; she lay down, stretched out and enjoyed the peace and quiet.
âI thought sheâd never leave.â
Startled, Fallon turned her head to find Avery lying on his side next to her. âI was under the impression you and Bast were chums?â she commented, proud of how calmly the words slipped from her mouth in the presence of her sweetest dream come true.
âThreeâs a crowd, donât you find?â
As he leaned closer, Fallonâs heart began thumping in her chest, inducing a mild panic; this was too good to be true. She leaned aside to avoid the kiss and quickly raised herself to kneeling. âYouâve never thought so before.â
âOf course I have.â He sat up to confront her. âI just never said so.â
âWhy not?â Fallon persisted, loving every minute of the attention.
âI wanted to get graduation out of the way before distracting you with more compelling issues.â His voice dropped to a whisper, his lips poised close to hers.
His explanation was not really convincing, but in Averyâs case Fallon wasnât going to query her luck twice. She closed the gap between her lips and his and, once engaged, their kiss was far more passionate than sheâd imagined. Before sheâd even realised theyâd moved the ground was at her back. She felt Averyâs hand pass over her right breast trapped beneath the shimmering blackmaterial that hindered their delight. But in a daring move, he slipped the strap from her shoulder to expose her breast and her nipple hardened in the cool night air, and again when encompassed by the warmth of his hand. Only as a moan slipped from her lips did Fallon realise they were no longer being kissed. Averyâs attentions were moving downward. As his tongue toyed with her nipple, he was already reaching a hand up under her skirts. Although her head was swimming in a sensual delirium and she wanted nothing more than to oblige him further, this encounter was moving way too fast.
âAvery!â She gently pushed him off of her and