Her Younger Millionaire

Chapter 8

To: Tina Richardson

From: Aileen O’Brien

Hey cutie pie. I’d like to have a chat with you. Can you meet me at The Dead Rabbit Café in say, about thirty minutes?

Aileen sent the text message as she lazed on her couch, skin tight light denim skinny jeans on, with a plain white shirt. She reread the message a couple of times, her eyes a tad bit dull as she waited for a response. At the moment the house was empty, minus her. Even her dog was at the groomers at the moment, so she was all alone. It was merely two minutes ago that she’d decided that Tina would occupy her time. It was long overdue, after all.

She and her brother didn’t mind her, in fact they actually seemed to be able to get along. They were the types who could throw insults at each other, a battle of wit, just because they were both clever little sh*ts.

But it seemed Tina would become more than just that. Unbeknownst to either sibling, Tina and Aiden had begun seeing each other. Obviously, Aiden had been downplaying his feelings with Aileen, simply because he knew exactly how overprotective she was. Except Aiden must’ve forgot just how nosy his little sister could be. All it took was a couple of swipes through his phone while he was in the shower, and she could tell by their text messages that the two were forming something quite serious. It was then that Aileen knew she had to talk to Tina. It was Aileen’s prerogative to figure out just what her intentions were with her brother.

Aileen couldn’t even attempt to stand by and just watch how everything would unfold. She was too over protective of her idiotic brother to let that happen. While she may personally like Tina, Aileen’s loyalty would always remain with her brother.

The woman didn’t even blink as she heard a ping from her iPhone. She picked it up from where it was resting on her lap, and unlocked her phone with her fingerprint, eyeing the message that appeared before her.

To: Aileen O’Brien

From: Tina Richardson

Sure? That sounds cool, I’ll meet you there. Make me wait more than five minutes and I’m leaving.

That made Aileen chuckle. She sat up and lifted her arms above her head to stretch, a yawn escaping her mouth.

To: Tina Richardson

From: Aileen O’Brien

Okay, okay, don’t get your panties in a twist, Princess.

To: Aileen O’Brien

From: Tina Richardson

Bi*ch.

The red head’s laughter rang throughout the empty apartment.

It was around 2:30 when Aileen pulled up to the cafe parking lot. It was a nice spring day. It wasn’t too hot out, the clouds were out, birds were chirping, and there was a light breeze.

The twenty-two year old stepped out of her car in the same clothes from just a bit earlier. Adorning her feet were tan sandals, showcasing her purple toenails. It was one of those days where Aileen could let her waist length hair down because it was cool enough. A large yellow Prada purse rested in the crook of her elbow and her phone remained in her hand as she locked the car door and made her way inside the homey cafe.

The Dead Rabbit Café was a place she’d come to all the time when she was a teenager. She and her best friend Paris had been in this place countless times either ogling the barista’s or losing themselves in their studies with the warm aroma of coffee and little sweets.

 As Aileen neared the cafe, she saw the familiar back of her ‘date’ about five steps from the door herself, except she was walking away. Checking her phone, she realized she was seven minutes late. The red head giggled to herself as she realized that Tina was serious.

“Hey, Princess!” Aileen called out, waving dramatically when she saw the woman turn around, only to glare at her. “Come on, I was only a few minutes late!” When it looked like she might just continue on her way away from the cafe, she raised an eyebrow. “If you don’t get your ass over here I’m coming over there to get you, and if I do you’re not gonna like it!”

Ha, that got her walking.

It was during Tina’s walk towards her did Aileen take the time to take in her appearance. The girl was gorgeous, that much was obvious. She was dressed in loose denim jeans that were obviously too nice not to be name brand, probably something like “True Religion”. Tina was wearing some brand new shoes, Aileen didn’t even know what they were but they looked like they were worth more than her rent. What really got Aileen though, was that Tina was wearing a bright orange hoodie. One that was too big for her.

One that belonged to Aiden O’Brien.

Aileen’s hands clenched, nude painted acrylic nails digging into her flesh as she kept her face from showing her inner turmoil. As Tina came face to face with her, she unclenched her hands and sent her a confident smile. “Well, well, don’t you just look edible.” She purred out, running a finger down her covered arm.

Tina rolled her eyes and gave her a small smirk. “Hn. Hurry up, let’s go inside. You’re lucky I wasn’t long gone already.”

Aileen didn’t even give her the satisfaction of an excuse as she merely rolled her eyes and turned so that they could both walk into the Cafe. They were hit with the smell of coffee as the door closed behind them. A content sigh escaped her mouth as she looked around for a good seat. A nostalgic feeling washed over her as she began to walk to her familiar two seater, right by a window.

Once Tina took a seat across from her, the two eyed each other down. Each analyzing the other. The two sat there like this for a couple of minutes, only talking when a barista came their way and asked if he could get them anything. It was obvious the barista was looking at Aileen, yet the woman paid him no mind and simply told him that she would like a large caramel cappuccino, and an extra large cookie. The red head tilted her head to the side in curiosity when Tina ordered a large black coffee, extra sugar. She merely turned to her and gave her the finger. “I may or may not have a coffee problem.” Was all she said.

In a few minutes, they had their drinks and her cookie, and the two were back to their silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but you could see both of their brains working, thinking of what they should say to another.

Finally, Tina broke the silence. “Is it your turn to have the ‘what are your intentions’ talk?”

Aileen snorted at her words. “You’re a quick one.” She said simply. When she received a hum in response, Aileen decided that it was time to start talking about what she’d come here for. “Tina, do you know my relationship with Aiden?” She asked her, pointedly glancing at his bright orange hoodie. When all Aileen got was a sharp glare, the woman decided to continue her explanation. “Aiden is my big brother.”

It took everything in her not to laugh at Tina’s expression. She looked like a fish out of water. “Ummm, I know that?” It was then that something inside Tina’s brain clicked, and a look of realization dawned on her.

An amused smile came to Aileen’s lips. “Yes, Tina. I’m his younger sister. Do you have any idea what that means in a family like mine? Blood is everything for us. We look out for each other; want the best for each other. Aiden and Dylan are twins, which means it could have been very easy for me to feel like the odd one out. But they made sure that never happened; that it was always an Aileen sandwich when we were together.” She explained.