Wayward Son (Jensen Family #3) by Michelle Day Read Free Book Online Page A

to walk the dogs but I’m free after that . ”
    “I may even come with you . ”
    “That would be good. Can I ask , what is it with you and Angel?”
    “I don’t know, she just seems to have the knack of rubbing me up the
wrong way and I seem to do the same to her,” he shrugged . “I don’t mean anything by it, I
actually think it ’s amusing to push her buttons, she
bites so easily . ”
    “Try to be nice, she’s my best friend . ”
    “I’ ll try , ” Gavin re-assured her, then, as Angel
sat down, he shot Kiera a devilish grin, opening
his mouth to speak. “Greetings all powerful Ice Queen, any
chanc e of the thaw starting soon or should I just ask
you to hang onto my drink for a bit to cool it down?”
    Kiera hit him.
    “I suppose you think you’re funny?” Angel scowled.
    “I think I’m adorable , ” he answered.
    Angel couldn’t help but smile . “There’s just
no ho pe for guys like you . ”
    Gavin was about to reply when his phone rang , “Stan, you’re back , ” he answered the call . “When are you going to get my guitar
finished?” he waited for the reply . “Another two
weeks? Come on dude, surely you can work some miracles and get it done sooner , ” he wheedled, “I’ll even forgo the
custom paint job and let you do one of your standard colours,” he waited again
then chuckled . “You, my
friend, are a god , ” he en ded the call.
    “You didn’t say you played guitar . ” Kiera said.
    “ You didn’t ask , ” he replied . “I’ ve been waiting ages for my new one . ”
    “Angel is one of those really annoying people who can play just about
anything she gets her hands on . ” Kiera told
him.
    “I c an’t play everything , ” Angel spoke “But I do like to try . ”
    “I get by with guitar but I can’t read music so it’s a struggle
sometimes, I can sing though , ” he told the
girls.
    “I could teach you to read and write music, it’s easy . ” Angel answered.
    “I might ha ve to take you up on that . ”
    At the end of the day, Gavin found Kiera waiting by his car, Quinn’s
monstrosity had already gone as had the M3 that had been parked on the other
side. On the drive home, Kiera asked if she could smoke and when she was told no s he
replied,
    “It’s only a bloody car . ”
    “Yes but it’s my bloody car."
    "That your dad probably gave you!"
    "Actually, I bought it with some money I was left, so it means a lot
to me."
    "Oh." She sensed that there was more to that loaded revelation,
but knew she shouldn't ask.
    "It was in a pretty sorry state when I got it," he continued.
"I paid for all the mods and upgrades, the seats for example are hand
stitched and cost a fortune. Dad did step in when I ran out of money, but I
paid for a good 95% of it myself . So you see, it’s my
baby, and there will be no smoking, drinking, eating or anything else in my
baby.”
    She laughed at his possessiveness. "Have you always been like this
about cars?"
    "This is my first car. It's the only car I've ever truly wanted and
oth er than my driving instructors car, it's the only
car I've ever driven."
    "Pretty flashy for a first car."
    "Yeah, I couldn't even drive when I bought it. Once I passed my
test, my dad made me have lessons on how to handle a performance car. I had to
jump th rough a lot of hoops to get it, but it was
worth it. I love it."
    "You're such a boy," Kiera giggled. It's still just a
car."
      “Don’t start that again , ” he grinned . “Don’t you drive?”
    “Oh I have a car, I’v e just failed my test six times , so I figured
it’s p robably not a good idea for me to drive, I’ve
taken it as a sign that I may kill someone. M y parents are
looking into getting me a driver . ”
    Kiera left him in the living room with her three Labradors while she
finished drying her hair, joining him after a s hort
time, she watched him with the dogs, smiling that he didn’t seem bothered by
the huge paws and slobber.
    “Your dogs are crazy , ” he laughed