Rylan's Heart by Serena Simpson Read Free Book Online Page A

Seven
     
     
    Aviana coated her lips in red feeling pretty as the color brought out the glow in her cheeks. She had taken the time to get ready this morning. Last night as she twisted and turned in her bed hot and bothered, she realized she was being a fool.
    What was wrong with a one-night stand? The world did them all the time. All she needed to do was find a man while Mckayla was at school, go back to his place, have sex and leave. Then she’d be good for another ten or twenty years. It was that simple.
    “Mom! You look beautiful.”
    “Thank you, Baby.”
    “Are you going out with Uncle Rylan today?”
    “Come sit by me.”
    Mckayla came and sat on the couch next to her. “Honey, your Uncle Rylan and I are just friends. That’s all, ok?”
    Mckayla gave her that smile that said I know more than you do. “Ok, Mom.”
    Aviana gave a sigh as Mckayla grabbed her things and headed downstairs. She joined them for a quick breakfast before sliding in the front seat next to Selma as she drove them to school.
    The ride was short. They got out and hugged before Mckayla and Vick ran towards their friends who were waiting for them. Aviana turned to face Selma after they disappeared into the school.
    “This isn’t a good idea.”
    “Huh?”
    “Aviana, please. You’re wearing makeup and a beautiful dress with boots that were not meant to be wading in snow. I’m not an idiot you know. Looks like an outfit designed to catch the eyes of a man. Accept that you’ve already caught a man hook, line, and sinker. I don’t think he’ll like you trolling the streets for a replacement.”
    “He’s not my man and he never needs to know. He can go back to Hollywood and play with his groupies. All I need is a quick roll in the hay to put out this blasted fire and I’ll be fine.”
    “No, you won’t. It doesn’t work that way. Any fire you have will burn brightly the rest of your life looking to entwine its flame with Rylan. Sex with Rylan won’t put it out either because you’ll want more than that, you’ll want to mate. How do I know? Because I spent time evading Victor, thinking if I could just get far enough away from him everything would be ok, but I was wrong. Just like you’re wrong. All that will happen if you have sex with another man is a world of pain.”
    Selma turned and got into the car. She left Aviana standing on the sidewalk as she drove away.
    “That’s what all the married people say,” Aviana mumbled to herself.
    Selma just didn’t want to see her have fun or break free of Rylan. He was obviously broken, vicious. What woman would want him with his eyes that changed from sky blue to storm blue? Then there was the way he had pulled her from the chair. No deep breaths, no struggling, it was like he hadn’t even felt her weight.
    He wasn’t broken or vicious she admitted to herself, but he sure deserved better than a woman who had been told to leave her house because she had a child out of wedlock. Mckayla deserved better too. Stop it. She spent too much time putting herself down in the past and that had to stop now.
    First thing, stop the burning inside her belly by any means necessary. She would hit the local bar, that place was always open she just needed a man. Maybe a wall outside. It was how she conceived Mckayla. On some dirty wall in an ally with her mouth trapped and the fear of death hanging over her head if she tried to move. This should be the same way.
    She ducked into a drugstore on her way and made her way down the condom isle. She couldn’t have another child. What size to get? Heck, what size did men wear? Not sure in the end, she picked up a box that promised to go from small to extra-large. She bet extra-large was the size of Rylan. The thought of his cock in her made her stumble. The heat was getting worse; soon she would be lying somewhere trying to take care of her own needs.
    She paid for the condoms blushing the whole time. She was sure the girl at the register was going to tell