Smart Baztard (Baztards MC Book 1) by N.S. Johnson & Ines Johnson

Author:N.S. Johnson & Ines Johnson [Johnson, N.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-01T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Gabby watched Prince with the wicked witch as they came into the hall. Bile rose in her throat as she watched the She Devil hold his attention. When she was younger, Prince and the witch got into deep, intellectual conversations about things Gabby could never follow. The witch loved subtly ridiculing Gabby's lack of understanding and knowledge of things like law and torts. Gabby would work harder in school with little to no improvements.

At least it would get Prince tutoring her. But because she paid more attention to him than she did her books, she didn't advance academically. He never looked at her like she was stupid. He told her how smart she was, how talented she was. But he also chided her for not applying herself as much to her academics as she did to her music.

Why should she when her grades made him wince, but her playing made him smile? Her playing always got his attention. He'd close his eyes and get lost in the music she created.

On the stage, Gabby picked up her bow and began to play. The room fell silent. All eyes went to her and the haunting sounds she created. Prince's eyes went to her, too. The She Devil's eyes narrowed in annoyance.

Gabby played on, telling Prince her feelings with her finger movements. Their gazes locked. His lips parted. His eyes softened. She felt the connection. What they had was on a soul-deep level, which was better than a boring intellectual level.

As she pulled at the last note of the piece, applause boomed in the room breaking the spell. Gabby stood and took her bow. She turned to Prince. He gave her a wink as he slammed his hands together repeatedly. Beside him, the She Devil rolled her eyes. In response, Gabby blew Prince a kiss.

A man came up on the stage, joining her. He had pale skin and white blonde hair. To say he looked like a ghost was being kind. He looked like a ghoul. His smile looked carnivorous. He got closer and, having been raised Catholic, she saw the collar at his neck marking him as clergy.

She set her cello aside preparing to shake the man's hand, but he halted as he neared her. His eyes narrowed. His back was to the crowd, so they didn't see the look of disgust that crossed his features as he stared at her face. Had she messed up her hair? Was something on her dress?

It was customary for an MC to ask for a second round of applause for the entertainment. The ghoulish priest cast a dismissive eyebrow at her.

Gabby lifted her cello and headed off the stage. Prince was there. He stood at the edge of the raised platform. He reached his hands out to her like he did when she was a little girl racing towards him. He took her instrument, then he took her hand gently. His gaze was hard. It was focused on the priest, but the man's attention was turned to the crowd who appeared to miss the whole exchange.

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