"Brother-in-law, Bunny, Ariana."
The first to arrive was Avery, looking gorgeously dressed up, all pink and tender. She gazed at Luis with eyes full of deep affection, utterly delicate and charming.
A brief separation was like a new honeymoon. This freshly deflowered little girl was at the peak of passionate longing after first love, and after being apart for just a few days, her yearning had grown into an intense ache.
Her love was written all over her face. That look of first awakening romance made the young cousin suspicious in just a single glance.
After all, unless one was blind, it was absolutely obvious that something was up.
By a little past nine, Ariana's classmates and friends started arriving one after another.
They were all a bunch of little girls with a gangster-chic vibe. The two little boys who came along looked noticeably restrained and awkward. In Luis's eyes, they were nothing but little brats and posed zero threat.
