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."

lips together. "What did

me

"Marriage of convenience?"

"They

I scrunch my nose.

is what my

For some reason, that makes the anger in my chest

you think your mother gets the

that. Jake would be providing financially

clean,

Jake get

answer I can think of and I

running my finger on his chest. "I have no idea, but

understand them."

gives me is warm, soft. I lean forward and kiss him, needing him

here means to me,

parents managed to flip our world upside down, but

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

as

I let him press

legs and set aside the thin fabric of my

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he get out of

body tenses, my back arching as he runs the tip of his

circles it a few

be quiet, to hold my breath. If mother hears us

it would only anger

the column until it simpltaneausly turns me on and tickles me. He

"We're going to have to learn to be quiet

comment. I cannot even begin to think about or imagine us living

won't stop, right?" I whisper in

moans between a

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

won't stop?"

my skin and he chuckles. "I'm more

hands off of you."

Thank fuck.

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