Chapter 50

What does he get out of it?

Instant relief floods over me when I see Aiden standing there. He's wearing a hoodie, trembling from the cold, but he still manages to smile with that easy grin and wake at me.

I scoff at him, shaking my head because he's acting like he's not creeping up on me in the middle of the night.

I quickly unlatch the window and let him in. As he climbs through, his gaze softens as he

looks at me.

"You didn't text me," he says, voice low but carrying the weight of his worry.

"Oh," I exhale, his sudden appearance now making sense. "Sorry."

He closes the window behind him and turns to me with a sad smile."I wanted to make sure you were okay. The way your mom talked to you the other day... I figured it might not go so well."

I blink, absorbing his words, and my chest tightens in a good way. He actually came all this way because he was worried about me. The mess of my day feels a little less tangled just from his presence. I shake my head, trying to act like it's no big deal.

"It's fine," I lie, though his knowing eyes don't make it easy. "I just...forgot, that's all."

He reaches for me and I let myself collide with his chest. His fingers are ice cold against my skin and I shiver.

"Sorry," he mutters.

I chuckle, "Wanna warm up?"

He nods against the crown of my head.

We separate long enough for him to shove his hoodie and jeans off and then we lay

together in my bed. He immediately grabs my leg and drapes it over his waist.

His hand runs up my thigh and his thumb draws circles against my skin.

I scoot closer to him, cupping his neck. "Thank you for checking on me."

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What does he get out of it?

He nods, swallowing. "I had it out with my dad, too."

"What did he

"Something tells me your

"Marriage of convenience?"

out. "They

I scrunch my nose.

I don't get is what my father gets out of all of

For some reason, that makes the anger in

mother gets the most out of

that. Jake would be providing

or clean,

does Jake get out

I hate it.

finger on his chest. "I

understand them."

me is warm, soft.

his being here means

to flip our world upside down, but Aiden is still

hand travels up my thigh until he settles it beneath my shorts, cupping my ass. He pulls

shake my head even as I seek his

him press me closer, let his fingers

and set aside the

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he get

as he runs the tip of his finger from my

my clit. He circles it a few times,

quiet, to hold my breath. If mother hears us

us in here, it would only

my neck with his lips, licking the column until it simpltaneausly turns me on and tickles

to have to learn to

I ignore that comment. I cannot even begin to think about or imagine us living together. All of

stop, right?" I whisper in a

between a thrust,

aches as he builds the pace and strength of his strokes. "This. Me and

won't stop?"

and he chuckles. "I'm more worried about

hands off of you."

Thank fuck.

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