Chapter 101

Chapter 101

Brooklyn

I nearly spill my milk all over the hallway as I spin around to stare up at Aden.

"What are you..." he starts to ask.

"Shut up!" I whisper hastily, glancing back at the door. "They'll hear you!"

"They?" Aden raises an eyebrow and looks again at Hudson's door.

"Come on!" I hiss, throwing my shoulder against his side, trying to herd him towards my room before Hudson's door opens and he and his lover find us both standing there.

Aden chuckles at my wasted effort to get him to move-we both know I couldn't budge him an inch if he didn't want to go.

After a moment, though, he allows himself to be shepherded out of the hall and through my open door, which I press my back against to close.

I flinch as my lock clicks shut, desperately hoping that Hudson and Lucas didn't hear us.

"Well, little one." Aden smirks at me. "I didn't think you'd be so eager to get me alone."

"Would you shut up," I murmur, turning my head back to the door to listen, my milk and box of cookies still clutched in my hands. "I don't want Hudson to know I was listening."

"Listening, is it?" Aden says, not bothering to lower his voice. "Looked like you were doing more than that

I give him a dirty look, alluding to murder and torture and every horrible thing he can imagine if he doesn't shut his mouth right now.

I can see the laugher cross his face, but he puts his hands up, complying with my demand for silence. Suddenly, I hear someone open Hudson's door, take a few steps outside.

Silence for a moment, and then murmured voices.

Then, someone passes by my door.

the hall goes quiet again,

I murmur. "I think...we're

when there are people

me curiously, allowing me to

gaze and slowly shake my head. "You're getting nothing from me, Aden," I say

lips, cocking

room? At night? While you..." he looks at the contents of my hands for a moment,

him, speaking before I think about the

bedside table, placing my snack down there and turning back towards

I your midnight visitor?" Aden asks, his voice taking on a sensual note I'm not sure I've heard

just...exhausted by it

hand to my forehead, closing my eyes and taking

midnight, and I'm hiding in my room from my fiancé and his

Lucas. I thought he liked me! Not

It's all just...too much.

him blandly.

the table and shove it towards him. "We can have a real

my hand and tosses them on the

he murmurs, his eyes on my mouth again.

of this is sexy. It's all just so draining. "Can you just go away? I'm tired. I want

off. I watch him as

a moment to consider

eyes over my tired face, my rumpled hair, my lips still swollen from the force of his own pressed against them

is over between us..." He slowly

pulls my door open and steps out into the

slump down onto my bed, pulling the

***

through the door to the

to the door at six thirty-a housekeeper delivering my fresh clothes for the day. There was no getting back to sleep

I am, at seven in the morning,

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