Chapter 3 A Little Tease

Scott POV

Valeria strolled into my room. Like always, she had on her usual smirk. She looked like an award winner dressed in a perfect golden dress and slipper. Reminds me of when it was her tenth birthday and she wanted to outshine all the girls so she used up all mom's glitter and make-up.

"We're you off too?" I ask her. She sits on my bed and watches me as I stuff some things into my bag.

"I'm having dinner with dad" she groaned.

"Happy for you" I grunt.

"Really? I need you to save me from spending my day with boring old people talking business. " she scoffed. "You should be the one with him. You're the man".

"Good luck Val," I said and got up. I zipped my bag, heading for the door but Val grabbed my hand.

"Please Scott take me with you"

"You're my elder sister Val. Stop sounding whiny" I grumble, shoving her hand away. I took quick steps down the stairs and to the living room where mom was reading a fashion magazine.

"Is your sister all set?"

"I guess..." I caught sight of Val behind the wall, shaking her head at me and I sigh. "Um...mom!"

"Yes dear"

"Val is coming with me" I groaned. That took all my inner energy to say.

"You know she's having dinner with your dad right?" Mom dropped her magazine tapping the seat next to me. I sat down.

"She doesn't want to go"

"Not for you to decide"

Val came down that very minute. She had changed into comfortable jeans and a red top with sneakers. That's more like Val. Not wearing gowns looking like a trophy daughter. Left to dad, Val would be married to a real estate guy by now with a kid or two even.

"Valerie Bentley Russo!" My mom screeched. "The chauffeur is coming to pick you up soon to be with your dad" mom got up. "Come, honey, let's go make your hair"

"No mom. I don't want to go" Val grumbled. I took this as my queue to leave but Val grabbed my hand again.

"Have you told your dad dear?"

"I was hoping you'll tell him mom" Val sighed. She was always one to be scared of dad. As for me, I do as I please. His being a senator does not affect my life in any way. Val has to be the trophy daughter and marry some rich guy but not me.

"Alright honey, I'll tell him you couldn't make it" mom finally agreed. Val rushed to hug her so I quickly left. My work here is done.

I made my way for my Chevrolet Camaro. I was supposed to be meeting the guys at the bar for some drinks but I had other intentions. One of which kept swimming in my head all day. The blue-eyed girl with raven hair dumped my Knishes on the floor.

I know I have to see her again so I had Jack, a really good hacker and a friend of mine, get her name and location for me. she wasn't hard to find, given she was the only student granted a scholarship in her department. Smartass isn't she?

"Scott!"

I looked around to see Val running toward me. "Aren't you going to drop me off?"

"Drop you were?" I slid into my car and shut the door but she kept banging at the window. Fuck! I took the glass down. "What the fuck Val! I got you out of there isn't that enough?"

"Nope. Just drop me at the boutique I'll find my way back home later" she cornered the car and took the seat next to me. "Step on it baby brother" she clicked her tongue making me sigh. Annoying little muffin. I revved out of the Russo Estate. I have an hour to get back to New York. This is the second reason why I never visit home.

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Sitting in my car, I stared at the fancy Perry Cafe waiting for her to come out. It was getting dark already, does she live there? I kicked my hand against the wheel before stepping out of my car. A little boy on a bicycle rode past me almost knocking me down. My inner self wanted to pull him by the shirt and scold him but he wasn't my problem right now.

I marched to the cafe and stepped in. A little bell rung above me. The place was dim lighted and I must say, it's not bad. It looks romantic in some kind of way which creeped the hell out of me. Not my kind of place.

I spotted a black-haired girl with an apron on. She was backing me and talking to a blonde so I decided to walk up there.

"Excuse me" I interrupted their discussion and earned a cold stare from the black-haired girl. Yes! That was she. Her brows shot up in confusion and a creepy smile crest my lip.

"Good evening" I greeted the blonde and she smiled at me before stalking off. Good riddance.

"What are you doing here?"

"you work here?" I ask her and she places her hands on her hips.

"It's rude to reply to a question with a question" she scolded. I would've sworn and walked away but she looked cute with her hands on her hips scolding me, and being all smart. I'm curious to know where this takes me.

"Your question seemed rhetorical" I blinked making her groan out loud.

"Argh! What do you want" she picked up a tray filling it with mugs of espresso.

"You owe me Knishes " I shrugged stuffing my hands in my jacket. She flung her hair to her back so it would stop returning to her face.

"You came all the way here for Knishes?" She sighed and I nod. "Well, order, and I'll get you one" she wasn't even looking at me. I frowned.

"I..." before I could finish my statement, she pressed the button on the espresso machine allowing the sound to shut me up. The nerve. She looked at me and smiled apologetically before storming off.

And a little tease.

I went to find myself a seat and sat down, watching as she moved around the cafe attending to others except me. I raised my hand to get her attention but she brushed past me so I grabbed her apron letting it come loose. It wasn't the nicest thing to do but at least now, I got her attention.

She looked at me as if ready to release all the storm in her and I readied myself for her next move.