Violet Eden Chapters 04 - Endless

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I said, but then burst out laughing. He laughed beside me and took my hand and I realised he was giving me my one night of fun.
    ‘I think you’ve got that the wrong way round, Linc. I’d dance circles around you. Dancing is my thing.’
    ‘You said you couldn’t salsa,’ he said.
    ‘What – and you do?’
    He looked entirely too smug and his laugh became lower and secretive. The sound was glorious, pulsing out warmth. My fingernails dug into the seat but the pain of my soul stirring was worth it.
    ‘You realise you haven’t ever seen me dance.’
    True. Usually, he ran a mile from me when I asked him. Suddenly, I wanted to see him dance more than anything, see him relax for once.
    I licked my lips nervously. ‘Well, I guess you owe me one now – a dance, that is.’
    He settled back into the seat, still smiling but focused on the road. ‘I guess I do.’
    ‘Do I get to collect at a time of my choosing?’
    Heswallowed, his expression now more guarded. ‘Within reason.’
    I looked out the window. If there was a god – I hated him. Apart from all the angelic reasons I’d been provided with, I mean, who could do this to someone – inflict this much torment? It was not right. Not natural.
    Lincoln pulled into the kerb outside my apartment building. I saw everyone else at the front doors, waiting.
    ‘Ah … Why are we here?’ I asked.
    ‘Griffin just told me to come here,’ Lincoln said, turning off the engine and jumping out.
    I followed and we joined Steph, Zoe, Spence and Salvatore at the doors.
    Zoe raised her eyebrows at me.
    ‘Sorry,’ I said with a wince, knowing tonight – and Jase – had not gone her way.
    She gnawed on the inside of her cheek for a moment but then shrugged, flicking a hand in the air. ‘To be honest, it was all a little complicated anyway,’ she said. ‘Not my kinda gig.’
    We smiled at each other, but I saw a hint of sadness cross her face. Or was it loneliness?
    Steph took a long look at Lincoln. ‘Are you wearing Onyx’s Ralph Lauren suit?’
    Lincoln looked bemused. ‘How did you know?’
    She shrugged. ‘He’s a good shopping partner and someone else,’ she looked at me, ‘is always busy training.’
    ‘He offered and I didn’t have time to go home and change.’ He glanced at me again. ‘There were things to be done.’
    ‘Clearly,’ Steph said dryly. ‘I do hope you left my brother in one piece.’
    ‘Ididn’t touch him,’ Lincoln said.
    ‘I meant emotionally,’ Steph replied, following as we all entered the lift.
    ‘Oh,’ Lincoln said, and offered no more.



CHAPTER FIVE
    ‘There is little struggle; the doom of the heroes is fixed on high, and they pass in sublime composure, to fulfil their destiny. Their sorrows are awful …’
    Sir Thomas Noon Talfourd
    D adand Evelyn were sitting at the dining table. Both of their heads snapped up when they saw me walk in. Dad smiled ear to ear, one of his proud-to-be-Dad looks. ‘Violet, you look … Wow.’
    I smiled. ‘Thanks, Dad.’
    ‘Very beautiful,’ Evelyn said, a strange expression on her face.
    I rolled my eyes. ‘I’m going to get changed.’ And before she could say anything else, I took off for my room, where I proceeded to change into old jeans and a T-shirt and instantly felt more myself.
    Walking out again, my eye caught on my portfolio and all my new supplies waiting to be used at the Fenton course. I bit my lower lip, shut off the light and headed back to the living room.
    Griffin was standing at the head of the dining table, while Lincoln had moved to the back wall and was leaning against it. Everyone else had taken seats. I chose the empty space beside Dad.It was strange having everyone together, and in my home. My two worlds had collided and I desperately hoped it was a good thing.
    ‘Here you are, sweetheart,’ Dad said sliding a coffee towards me.
    I gripped the mug in both hands, took a sip and sighed with relief – coffee had that effect.
    ‘I imagine everyone is

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