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“Good. And, Ava?”
“Yeah?”
“He’s lucky to have you. I know he’s hotheaded sometimes.”
“Sometimes?”
“Mostof the time, but you’re hotheaded, too, young lady.”
“Guilty.” I raise both hands.
“Which is better than if you were meek. At least this way, you know how to handle him.”
“I do?”
“Yes. The other day he was asking his father what to do if he feels like things are going so much out of control that he finds himself on the verge of snapping.”
I inch closer. “And what did Uncle Aiden say?”
“If you can’t afford to snap and come out of the situation unscathed or with the results you hope for, the intelligent thing to do is to walk away. Even temporarily.”
My lips part. That must be why he often locks himself away from me in his study. Of course, I don’t give him space and often stroll in, a book and a bucket of candy floss in hand, and proceed to read across from him, lying on the sofa, legs up, or on my stomach on the floor.
No wonder that earns me a fuck so ferocious that I can barely walk afterward and he has to carry me.
I’m toying with his control when I thought I was just being a brat. Oops.
“Leo mentioned there’s tension between Eli and Uncle Aiden. Do you know about that?”
“Leo?”
“Leonardo…oh, Henderson?”
“Ah. His first name is never mentioned.”
“Yeah, Eli hates that I call him Leo.”
“Why am I not surprised?”
“Because he can be dramatic?”
“Because he’s a copy of his father in that regard. For Eli and Aiden, it’s not tension. It’s a rivalry of sorts, from my son’s side.”
“Why would he want to rival his own father?”
“Because he has this constant urge to always come out on top and he feels like Aiden is his most worthy rival. Or Landon at times. Due to the absence of the latter, he’s channeling all that energy toward his dad.”
“That’s not healthy.”
“Tell me about it. Neither of them will back down.”
“But Uncle Aiden must know how hard Eli worked on the project he got kicked out of.”
“Not hard enough to walk out of the most important meeting and then stab the only prospective investor. In public,” UncleAiden says as he sits beside his wife and wraps an arm around her shoulders, slowly stroking her arm.
I’ve noticed that he always has to touch her in some sense, as if she’s the only person who can root him in this world.
Honestly, I don’t ever want to imagine him without her. Even Creighton once said neither he nor Eli can picture their dad without their mum.
