The Queen's Back

After Ava went upstairs, Joseph took a careful look around the living room where she lived.

The space was simply decorated, mostly in shades of white. After surveying it, he sat down on the couch and waited for Ava to return.

He touched his cheek absentmindedly; it was bleeding slightly-Bud had hit him hard.

But he thought it was worth it since Ava had brought him here.

When Ava came down with a first-aid kit, she noticed the corners of Joseph's mouth lifting into a small smile.

The sight made her guilt deepen just a bit more, and she hurried over to him.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know why he snapped like that, making you take a punch for nothing," she said apologetically, opening the first-aid kit and sitting beside him.

"What are you apologizing for? I took the punch, but I gave one back, too," Joseph replied, frowning slightly.

He didn't like it when Ava apologized to him. It made him feel like she was aligned with Bud, leaving him on the outside.

But Ava was his girlfriend, not Bud's.

"Alright, alright-keep still and lower your head so I can treat it," Ava said, dipping a cotton swab into antiseptic. She reached for his cheek.

Joseph tilted his face towards her hand as instructed.

They were sitting close, and Joseph could smell the fresh, clean scent that seemed to cling to her.

His heart sped up just a bit.

Ava dabbed the cotton swab on his injured cheek.

Perhaps it was because it was Ava's first time doing that, so it seemed she wasn't used to treating wounds gently. Joseph couldn't help but hiss in pain and leaned back a little. Seeing his reaction, Ava quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was being rough."

overreacted," Joseph

her touch, and soon she was placing a band-aid on

at the band-aid, and a brief thought about Bud's

someone who had other people to take care of him. "Alright,"

impeccable, but now the band-aid made his face look a bit less polished. "So, do you mind?" he

shook her head. "What would I mind? It's nothing. Do you want some water? I'll go

warmth of his breath brushed against her, making her a little uncomfortable. Seeing Ava trying to get

rested on the inside of her neck. "Don't move. I want to hug you," he

spoke, the warmth of his breath against

directly at their positions but was acutely aware of their extraordinarily intimate proximity. Her hands were tangled together, unsure of where to go. After a few moments, Ava couldn't help but say,

get up. This position felt too intimate and

her waist, his lips

she was free, Ava quickly got up from Joseph's lap and sat to the side, a considerable distance away

spoke, and the living room fell into an

a few moments,

realized he had been acting a bit edgy today. After instructing her to close the door when she went to bed, he suggested he should

Ava walked him to the

holding hers. She urged him, "It's getting late. You should go home now!"

was slightly curly and felt nice

hug was

much time to

come by when

her schedule would be. She felt a bit restless since returning to the country and was looking for work. Making money was one thing, but passing the time felt more pressing, and she just felt so bored when idling away the days. When Joseph left in his

Bud dropped the cigarette from his hand and opened

he picked up his cell phone and dialed Chelly's

but after seeing her so close with another man tonight, he understood his feelings had deepened. As Maxwell had said,

wanted to