Chapter 113

Okay With This?-1

Nikki and I are jumping up and down, gripping each other's hands, our laughter mixing with the excitement in the air. Parker is beside us, throwing an arm around Aiden, who grins as he watches me.

"Ten!" The crows starts.

I glance around, searching for Zaid, and find him lingering in a dark corner, his eyes fixed on me. He shoots me a smile, though it doesn't reach his eyes. But he's watching.

He's always watching.

"Five! Four!"

Aiden pulls me to him, his hands settling at my waist, and I tilt my chin up just as the final countdown echoes through the house.

"Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!"

Our lips meet. I expect a soft, chaste kiss like everyone else is giving, but Aiden pulls me

in close and doesn't let go. It's a hot kiss, tongues teeth, the taste of alcohol and his

hands digging into my waist.

I melt into him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

I let the moment consume me. Let the screams of joy around us, the cheering, the music

and Aiden's touch fill me.

apart, my chest is rising and falling

back toward the corner, toward Zaid, and find him still watching.

the cup in his hand is crushed by how

holding back because I'm not ready for people to know. Without thinking,

dark eyes lock onto mine as I grab his hand,

bathroom; the door clicking shut behind

is unsteady, and my heart is

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before pressing my lips to

places his cup on the counter behind me, holding my waist to pull me closer

kiss, making sure I can

out a low laugh against my mouth. "You're

I admit, smiling. "But I still know

in his eyes and he kisses me again, his hands steady on my hips, grounding me.

racing.

a haze of music and dancing. I stop drinking, Aiden handing me

with Aiden, letting the warmth of his presence pull me in, but my mind keeps drifting back to Zaid. He doesn't say much, but his

corner.

Watching.

when the party starts to wind down, and Zaid approaches us, tossing his

His mouth is set in a straight

out of the house, none of us caring about who could see us. We make our way to the car and Zaid pulls me into

onto his lap, my legs at his sides. I just giggle, running my fingers through his hair. He watches me

loving. He doesn't stop until we get to the house. Whatever exhaustion was making my

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