Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 112

On My Forehead

The second I step out of my room, Zaid's eyes are on me. His gaze sweeps over my body.

slow and heated.

My skin prickles, and I wrap my arms around my waist.

I know he likes what he sees, but the weight of the makeup on my face and the tightness of my dress have me wondering if I've maybe done a bit too much.

He's leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, with his phone in one hand. That phone is long forgotten as he looks at me, his expression sharpening. One brow raises, his lips parting just slightly as if he wants to say something but holds it back.

I shift in my heeled boots, suddenly self-conscious. "Do I look okay? Is it too short?"

A smile lifts his lips as I tug on the hem of the dress. He grunts, pushing off the wall and stalking toward me. "You look perfect."

A blush spreads across my cheeks and he cups my face and kisses me softly. It's quick, almost teasing, but it leaves my heart pounding in my chest. When he pulls back, he smirks, as if he knows exactly what he's doing to me.

We walk to the living room, where he grabs his keys. "Let's go."

The ride to Parker's house is quiet, the only sound the low hum of music from the car's speakers. Zaid's hand rests on my thigh, his thumb rubbing slow, deliberate circles against my skin. The simple touch sets a slow burn in my stomach, and I bite my lip, staring out the window as I try to get my thoughts in order.

The silence isn't uncomfortable, and I find myself enjoying just the comfort of his presence, I place my hand over his, smiling softly as the touch brings a light to his eyes.

When we pull up to Parker's house, the party is already in full swing. The music is loud, pulsing through the walls, and the air is thick with the smell of alcohol. People are everywhere. They're drinking, dancing, laughing. A couple stumbles out onto the porch, tangled in each other, completely oblivious to the world around them.

My cheeks heat, remembering how Zaid kissed me right on this porch.

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to feel how hard I was making

to shake

go of Parker's hand mid- conversation and

squeals, throwing her arms

me in a quick circle, squeezing

say, genuinely happy to

enough to glance over at Zaid, her smile faltering for just a second. I

kitchen.

need drinks," I giggle at

on something fruity and probably too

her head. "How's break

crawls through me. I can't exactly be honest, can I? I open my

a firm grip on my waist. Aiden spins me around and presses his lips to mine

spin. When he pulls away, I blink up

breathless.

lipstick he, no doubt,

outfit and

and turns to Nikki.

"Hey, Nikki."

"Hey, yourself," she laughs.

joining Parker and Zaid,

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gone, Nikki turns to me, eyes narrowing in

good terms with Zaid?" she drawls, arms

heats instantly.

her, she grabs my wrist and drags me through the crowd, straight to one of the bedrooms.

long have