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."

together. "What

smiles. "Something tells me your mother

"Marriage of convenience?"

"They even

I scrunch my nose.

my father gets out

For some reason, that makes

mother gets the most out

would be providing financially

or clean,

get out of

answer I can think of and I hate it. I don't want it

his chest. "I

understand them."

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

here means to me, more than words could

flip our world upside down, but Aiden is

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

as

deepens the kiss, and I let him press

aside the

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does he get

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

clit. He circles it a few

remind myself to be quiet, to

it would only anger

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

neck. "We're going to have to learn to be

cannot even begin to think about or imagine us living together.

I whisper in a

between

and strength of his strokes. "This. Me

won't stop?"

and he chuckles. "I'm more worried about how I'm going

hands off of you."

Thank fuck.

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