Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 7

If I Didn't Know Any Better

"What's up, Florida?"

I look up from where I'm watching my toes. I'm leaning back against the wall

beside the door of my first class. Aiden approaches me, an easy smile on his face, his shoulders slanting with every step.

He's surrounded by some of his teammates and they break off into their own group, talking and laughing, but I don't listen to them.

All of my attention is taken up by Aiden.

Those amber eyes and wavy hair does something to my nerves. Fuck, I've seen handsome guys before but he is on another level. Like from a movie.

He leans his forearm on the wall above my head, looking down at me with a heated gaze. He smirks, the dimple in his cheek making an appearance.

I say nothing, too busy studying the soft skin of his cheeks and-

Those lips.

My stomach turns and my heartbeat quickens. I remember the way he kissed Sadie yesterday, the way his hands held her, the way his fingers dug into her skin.

I would be lying if I said I didn't think about that all day yesterday, especially the way it made me feel.

Hot. It made me feel so hot.

It makes me want him, it makes me —

Aiden leans in closer to me, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're looking at me like that because you can't stop thinking about that kiss yesterday."

I swallow and look around to make sure no one is watching us, to make sure no one can hear him. Everyone seems to be in their own world though, and I return my attention to Aiden.

his head and grins arrogantly. "Were you wishing it was

My breath hitches.

him ignited something inside me. I need to know what it feels

and

my neck as he pulls my head

has a girlfriend. I have to remind myself. I lick my lips, pulling away from him and ripping my focus from his lips to

much because his eyes are also devastatingly

my head from his hold.

smile curls his lips.

us with teasing smiles and wide

me yesterday, he didn't look away from me. He was kissing Sadie, but part of me feels like he was doing it for me. As

to look at him more directly and whisper, "If I didn't know

chuckles, his chest vibrating and he steps impossibly closer to me, stealing my air, stealing my space. His cologne washes over me and I press myself

if I said I have been

breath catches

that I haven't stopped thinking

down to his

you don't have the sexiest little legs I've seen

I blink. "What?"

been thinking about

"Oh."

"Nonstop."

and he leans in closer. I grip the books I'm holding to my chest, my ears ringing, heat spiraling in my stomach.

But the bell rings.

crowd around us

and leading me into class, into the same

when I move to sit, his hands grip my waist

eyes on us, most of them wide in shock. They whisper to each other and