Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 86

A Date

The cool air brushes against my face as I step outside, but it does little to cool the heat

simmering beneath my skin.

My skin feels flushes, restless and unsteady. I'm burning from the inside out. Jake's comforting kiss still lingers on my lips and my pussy is alight with the thought of Zaid's head between my legs.

Fuck, what is wrong with me?

It's all I can think of, all I can focus on. I'm losing my freaking mind.

I walk quickly, my shoes crunching against the pavement. It's not particularly cold out, but my pace is fueled by the need for space, for air, for anything that might help me regain control of everything swirling inside me.

That house is all Matthews. How can I expect myself to stay under control?

The sound of heavy footsteps sound behind me, and I close my eyes briefly, groaning inwardly. The tension in my shoulders tightens when I hear his voice.

"Alina."

Of course.

I keep walking, biting the inside of my cheek, but Zaid doesn't slow down. Within

seconds, he's at my side, his hand resting on my waist like it belongs there, fingers digging into my skin.

My breath hitches, and I hate the way my body reacts to the simple touch. With the next few steps, I let my body lean into his.

He chuckles low and rough; the sound sending a shiver down my spine. He walks at my pace and lowers his lips to my ear, his breath caressing my lobe. "You look tense."

I shove at him with my elbow.

He inhales. "Not enough time to satisfy yourself?"

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snaps toward him, eyes

his dark eyes gleaming with amusement. "I'm just saying you looked so flushed and wet

an asshole," I snap,

his grin widening. "I'm just surprised you've held off

my sides as I turn to face him. "Did you

softens slightly, but it doesn't lose its edge. "No." He shakes his head,

blink, caught completely

my cheek and then across my lips. The simple touch makes

His eyes study my expression, as if wanting to see my reaction. They

out. The heat in

Zaid?

my voice barely above a

gaze dropping to mine again.

slowly, then hesitate. "But I

furrow, and he looks

not give anything away. "Wouldn't it be weird that I'm

sons?"

have any say in

finds out about this, he would be so angry that I left him out of it. He would maybe even

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much, Zaid grabs my hand,

have something for you," he says, tugging me gently

the edges

like an electric current. Every time his fingers brush against mine or his gaze lingers a moment too long, my body reacts instinctively. The heat

He smirks

bury themselves in

thinking you could wear it on

dress.

the house.

at him, my

him for some time. There's just no

be beyond irritating and frustrating, and he pulls on every last one of my nerves, but I like him. He's so

but he can