"Are you going to drink your tea, or will it get cold, like it always does?"
I hear a slightly mocking voice coming from the kitchen, the exact moment I catch a whiff of chocolate and coconut.
God, Avery has decided to drive me crazy.
Looking over my shoulder, I see her there, leaning against the kitchen door-frame, the last rays of this afternoon filtering through the windows and illuminating her figure.
She stands with one hand in the pocket of the black sweatpants she usually wears at home, her lips folded into one of those smirks that usually means trouble.
Her light blond hair frames her face like an angelic halo, stealing the breath from my throat. Like every damn time. She really looks like one of those androgynous angels who just fell to earth.
Yeah, the kind that would tempt a saint.
"Do I really have to answer you?"
"I don't know. You tell me," she teases, nudging herself away from the door. I watch her approach, now completely oblivious to whatever is happening on the TV screen.
Something about her slightly androgynous style - that combination of oversized gray sweater, sweatpants, and that ridiculous red apron reading "bossy woman in the house" - makes her look incredibly hot and cute at the same time.
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We shared part of this scene at the beginning of this journey and we feel it's nice to go back where everything started and show you our Becks through Tyler's eyes. 11Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo9KHIhWtoF
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So yeah, Avery is here!
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