It sure looks like Dia de Muertos, but it’s actually a Mexican themed New Year’s Eve party…

…and it’s going to be an interesting celebration for Bran and Ava.

Over the last hour, she’d taken great care to alternate between inside the house and the garden, always in direct opposition to his location. And thank God, he was nowhere in sight now. On a spark of excitement, she twirled around like a nine-year-old brimming over with light. When she came to a halt, there was the rotter himself standing right in front of her, beaming away. And what a nice picture he made. She could call it, ‘My Own Personal Catastrophe – Holding Two Margaritas’.

Ava, avoiding Bran unsuccessfully, at Izzy’s New Year’s Eve party,  Siren’s Wave.

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Altar Dia de Muertos by uteart

A lemony coconut scent mixed with something earthy assailed her senses, and she wondered if it was aftershave or deodorant. Either way, it made her limbs feel heavy.

Arm engulfed in heat, she looked down at his hand still wrapped around it and tried to draw his attention to the inappropriate holding thing by narrowing her eyes at him.

It must have sent a different signal because without breaking eye contact, he stepped closer and moved his thumb slowly over her skin, pressing his fingers into her muscle like he was … was …

Ava, bamboozled by Bran who’s busy bamboozling himself.