Darling, Dance with Me by Aisling Magic

Author:Aisling Magic [Magic, Aisling]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-30T05:00:00+00:00

***

“Kaciiiii …” I hear my name being yelled with zeal before seeing the wheelchair making its way to me. “You came.”

“I did.” I crouch and give a playful tap on her nose. I can’t help but notice that her hair is tangled.

Her giggles light up the room as she takes my hand in hers. “Come with me.” She wheels herself with her free hand.

I start to grab the wheelchair’s handle when Nicholas enters the living room, biting into an apple. “Hi, Nicholas.” He shakes his head at me, pointing at my hands before throwing Remi an apple. I pull my hands back.

“Wylla doesn’t like anyone touching, or worse, steering the wheelchair,” Remi murmurs, his breath tickling my ear.

One side of Nicholas’s lip lifts in an attempt to smile, and he nods his greeting. I guess I’ll consider myself lucky since one side of those lips lifted to smile at me. After a mental eye-roll, I see I’m being led to sit on the couch.

“I have a support group where we do a lot of fun stuff. And I have a lot of friends there.”

“I don’t doubt that,” I comment, taking my phone out of my pocket and placing it on the nearby table before taking a seat.

“So”—she wheels herself until my feet and hers are touching—“I need to look the prettiest.” The seriousness in her expression makes me nod in agreement.

“Then, let’s get to work. How much time do we have?”

She glances at me under her lashes and gives a helpless look at Remi, who is leaning on the wall, near the door, looking at us. Mirth dances in his eyes. “Ten minutes,” he says after swallowing the apple in his mouth.

My gaze snaps back to Wylla, and she shrinks. “It’s Remi’s fault.” She fixes him a look. “He took his sweet time bringing you here. And you should have seen what these two did with my hair. We almost had to cut it.”

I gasp, showing her my sympathy. “That’s terrible.”

“They were laughing at how bad my hair looked.” She sends them a sidelong glance, a blush staining her cheeks.

“We’ll need to have a little talk about not laughing at Wylla,” I scold the boys, and they dutifully nod, not daring to break into laughter.

“Remi brought a knife to cut it, saying he couldn’t find the scissors.” She cut him a dark look.

“That is very bad, Remi. Very bad indeed. No one is cutting Wylla’s hair. And with a knife, that’s awful.” I get back to Wylla.

“And Nicholas doesn’t let me braid his hair.” She peeks at Nicholas before tucking her chin low.

I feign horror by letting my mouth fall open in shock. “Why would you do that, Nicholas? I mean, what’s the use of having long hair if you won’t let Wylla braid it for you?”

Nicholas stops the apple halfway to his mouth and arches an eyebrow at Wylla. “Because I’m not particularly fond of how I look when I have two pigtails on either side of my head.”

I snort and cough, hiding my laughter, imagining Nicholas in pigtails.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.