Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 64683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 323(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Anah played it safe by clearing her throat before answering. "Any lemon soda?"
"Here you go." As Ethan handed Anah her drink, he casually asked her about school, hoping to have her volunteer information about any boy that might've caught her interest.
"Just the usual." Anah couldn't help sounding awkward. The truth was, everyone in school treated her like royalty because of her seemingly close relationship to Ethan. She had denied this repeatedly, of course, but just like Ember, the other kids thought she was only being "modest".
Ethan's gaze narrowed. By now, he knew how much Anah hated to complain about anything, but he also knew her well enough to sense her unease. "Something's clearly wrong."
"Not wrong, exactly," Anah hedged, "but it's something I think I should, um, solve on my own."
"Boy problems, perhaps?"
Anah forced out a laugh. "I have no boy problems at all."
Ethan nearly snorted. Did the kid know how bad of an actress she was? She was so obviously lying, and that wasn't a good thing at all. Maybe the boy was bad news, but she was too in love to admit the truth?
"If you do find a boy you like," Ethan said finally, "you should have the twins or me check him out first."
"Um, of course."
"I'm just looking out for you," he stressed.
And so he was indeed, Anah thought glumly, but it was more like a big brother than a jealous boyfriend.
"Anah?" Ethan was strangely irritated at the way Anah suddenly looked like she was miles away. She was normally more...more polite than this. Didn't she know it was rude to think of another guy while she was still with him? Shouldn't their friendship mean more than some silly schoolgirl crush?
Anah was surprised when she noticed Ethan frowning at her. "What?"
"Nothing."
The curtness of his voice made Anah feel more than a little flustered, and she quickly went over their conversation. Was there something she had said? Or maybe there was something he had said...
Oh, right!
"I do understand," she said soothingly. "And I, um, appreciate that you're looking after me." Although Ethan only grunted at this, she was relieved to see the creases smooth off his forehead.
The sun had started to set by the time they rode back to the ranch. As their horses cantered down at a more relaxed pace, Ethan caught Anah glancing at him uncertainly and asked, "What is it?"
"It's my birthday next week."
Ethan wasn't certain if he should feel amused or irritated. "And you really think I'm the kind of asshole that needs to be reminded of it?"
"I just want you to know, no pressure. If you're busy," Anah said hurriedly, "it's fine if you can't—-"
"Anah."
Her heart skipped a beat. It always did, every time she heard him say her name like that.
He inched his horse close so he could ruffle her hair. "I'll be there, I promise."
He smiled at her, and she smiled back because at that time, she believed him.
Chapter Four
THE GODS LOOKED KINDLY at Anah on her seventeenth birthday. It had been raining rather heavily the past few days, but on her special night, the moon was at its silvery best while a sea of stars sparkled around it.
Meanwhile, Ember had just finished zipping the back of Anah's dress, and she couldn't help beaming when her friend finally turned to face the mirror. "You look so beautiful!"
Anah couldn't speak just yet, and she found it even harder to take her gaze off her reflection. She wasn't the type to be vain, but a part of her couldn't help thinking that Ember was right. She did look beautiful, or at least she looked better than usual, even just for tonight.
And rightly so, Anah thought ruefully, considering all the money she had saved up - and spent - for a makeover. The hairdresser Ember recommended had done an amazing job at styling her locks in shiny red-gold waves, and the older woman had also succeeded in making her eyes look doll-like and her cheeks appear rosy and delicate.
Anah's dress, on the other hand, was something she'd never have bought if not for the salesgirl's recommendation. The classic little black dress, it would've looked completely demure if not for the way it scooped low all the way to her waist at the back. It was her most womanly outfit to date, and Anah couldn't help nervously holding her breath when she finally went down to present herself.
Her parents were the first ones to see her, and they had all the guests rising to their feet to welcome Anah as they belted out their out-of-tune version of 'Happy Birthday'. Everyone quickly joined in, and by the time the song ended, everyone was laughing and cheering.
For almost an entire hour after that, Anah simply went around her backyard, personally thanking each and every guest who took the time to attend her party. Throughout it, however, she couldn't help craning her neck every so often, hoping to catch a glimpse of the most important man in her life.