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 did

tells me your mother already told

"Marriage of convenience?"

"They even want separate

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 my

you think your mother gets the most

that. Jake would be providing financially for everything. Mother

or clean,

does Jake get out

one answer I can think of and I hate it.

"I

understand them."

gives me is warm, soft.

here means to me, more than

managed to flip our world upside

my shorts, cupping my ass. He pulls

even as

him press

my legs and set aside the

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get

as he runs the tip of

circles it a few times, my

have to remind myself to be quiet, to hold my

here, it would

column until it simpltaneausly

have

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

right?" I

between a thrust,

pace and strength of his strokes. "This. Me and you.

won't stop?"

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

hands off of you."

Thank fuck.

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