Chapter 46

I Don't Talk to Zaid

Aiden rubs his fingers up and down my arm as we lay in my bed together.

He's still mostly dressed, but I was too lazy to put my clothes back on.

He sighs, his chest rising and falling beneath my cheek. "Not that I'm complaining, but

did you just use me?"

I chuckle into him.

His returning chuckle is warm and deep, settling the ache in the pit of my

stomach. "I

didn't mean to overhear."

I press my lips together and sit up, running my hand through his hair. "It's fine. I mean, I

guess you would have found out sooner or later."

"That your mom's a bitch?"

I chew on my lip, hiding the tilt of my lips. "She wasn't always."

His eyes lower to my breasts for a second and then he raises them back to my gaze, wrapping an arm around my waist to drag me back down to his chest.

I press a kiss to the corner of his lips and settle, frowning as I think about how to phrase my next question without giving away that Zaid and I were tangled in a web deeper than he could ever know. "I didn't know you and Zaid were brothers."

He stiffens beneath me and he tightens his hold on me. "You didn't?”

I shake my head.

He frowns slightly, watching me as if he is trying to gauge his own response. "I guess I never mentioned it."

"Nope." My face burns, and I hope to god I am not as red as a tomato.

"We're not exactly on friendly terms."

I tilt my head and keep myself from asking the question that needles me in the

back of my throat. Why? What happened?

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"And dad now wants to send him abroad, to boarding school after his expulsion."

My breath catches in my throat and I sit up, my hands on his chest. "He got expelled

because of me."

He shrugs, gripping my leg to bring me closer to him, placing his hardening length between my legs.

These men are as insatiable as they come.

"He would have found a way sooner or later, Zaid isn't exactly role model

material." He runs his fingers through my hair, swallowing thickly.

I ignore the burning in my stomach and run circles on his chest with my finger. "Is

it true he went to juvie?"

His eyes turn dark, nostrils flaring. "Why? What has he told you?"

His reaction throws me off and it takes me a moment to catch my breath. "Nothing. I don't talk to Zaid."

"Good."

I twist my lips relieved that he didn't hear the defensiveness in my throat. "What's the story there?"

His fingers still and he presses his lips together. "Why are you so interested in Zaid?"

"He's your brother, everything about you interests me." When did I get so good at lying?

He seems convinced, and frowns before inhaling. He looks at me, as if gauging how much he wants to say, how much he can trust me with. "I was there that night with him."

I hold my breath, not wanting to stop him.

were out with a group of basketball guys. I was getting picked as captain that year. Zaid was...he had gotten

pauses, his jaw clenching and I almost feel guilty enough to tell him he can stop, but

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the team, which is why the captain spot was open. We were

chew on my lip, my breath on the

him he couldn't drive in his condition, but he didn't listen to me. He got behind the wheel'

as

my eyes as he swallows thickly. "He sent one man to the

it

he

get him

can't help the hot rage that flutters through me. "Only because he didn't kill

"Can we talk

I nodded. "Of course."

about basketball, about his school tour they invited him to take. I can only half listen, a little disturbed by the conversation

seem to understand why Zaid had me ask Aiden for the information, why could he not tell me the story himself?

to press a kiss to my neck. "Want to go get some

nodding. "You

was sick. I wanted

good, and then my mother's outburst

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everything better," He whispers, smiling wide at

eyes and

the house and in his car, where he places his

to take my mind off of the conversation we just had, but it still gnaws in the back of my head. Still, I

the guys

fine and smooth, until Zaid shows

Bye, Zaid

watching Zaid as he

court.

also keeping my gaze on Zaid as Parker and Aiden turn to him.

"He never comes here."

them on my thighs, my breath catching in my throat when Zaid turns his attention

dropping to the

walks toward Nikki and me, and Aiden watches,

smiling at her as

is short, the name clipped.

They rake me down to my toes and I press my

that I can ignore the twisting in my stomach. "I was driving

I'd say hi."

frowning when she realizes he is not looking away from

his lips and I finally

"What do you want?"

"Why

me feel so many things at the same time. That

rage he induces deep

that I can't blow out the heat he ignites in

a slow smile lifting his lips. "Aiden told you, didn't

clench my jaw

less of me now,

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me, and I struggle

someone."

the two of us like she's watching a ping-pong

could've," he

my hands beginning to tremble. "My family died

I told you

laughing, Alina. But perhaps you

beside me. "What do you

footsteps before we see Parker and Aiden join us. Aiden claps his hand on

talking to my

He's tense now, his nostrils flaring and his eyebrows twitching. He glares at Aiden. Their eyes are almost level, but he has to tilt his chin just a little to

like he was just slapped in the face. He goes incredibly pale, but then he

his head, grabbing Nikki's hand and telling her they should leave. Nikki reaches for me,

and maniacally. "Watch what? You scared I'm going to

the

truth?"

Zaid and I. “No.

the truth.

never

shift to me and for a moment my breath

the gut

through me. I'm inclined

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