Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 130

Middle of Class

Aiden's fingers drum lightly against the steering wheel as he pulls into the driveway.

He doesn't unlock the doors immediately, so I turn to him. The engine is still humming, the car thrumming around us. He shifts and suddenly his lips are on mine, his hands cupping my cheeks.

He pulls away long enough so I can breathe.

"I don't want to let you go yet," he murmurs, leaning in before I can respond.

His lips press against mine again, slow at first. I smile into the kiss, but when he deepens it, tilting my head back with his hand, I let out a soft laugh.

I try to push at his chest, but he keeps kissing me.

"Aiden," I mumble against his mouth, pushing harder at his chest, "let's go inside.".

He groans, his forehead dropping against mine. "Yeah, but the second we step inside, I have to share you. Right here, it's just us."

I smile at him, but something in my stomach twists-not in the way it should. I force another chuckle, brushing it off like it's nothing, but the words settle in my chest like a

weight.

I feel the heavy lump in my throat, but this is a deeper conversation that requires much more of my time and attention. Aiden's struggling. I can see it.

I can feel it.

He kisses me once more before finally pulling away and shutting off the engine. I grab my bag, step out of the car and Aiden follows close behind, his hand

ghosting over the small of my,

my, back as we head inside.

The house is quiet, the familiar scent of cedarwood and something sweet lingering in the air, like there are cookies in the oven. My stomach grumbles at the thought.

I head into the living, and find Jake there on the couch. His laptop is on his knees,

a glass of whiskey on the table beside him. There's a game on the T.V. but it's muted and he has a

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frown on his eyes.

at his company

me, exhaustion evident in the

pulls at my chest and I make my way

whispers, closing the laptop and setting it

runs his hands down his face and I comb my fingers through

His arms hold me tight and he breathes, relieved, as if I make him feel

Like he needs me.

shirt. It's unbuttoned, giving me

laptop. "No, everything's a mess.

gasp. "What?"

we would have caught him

says the word, and

you going to

He's dead.

"He stole

don't want nor need

through enough."

his cheeks. "You're a better man

presses a soft kiss to my lips

do that. "Stay with

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my chest tighten. I've

brushing my fingers over his

sighs but nods. I stay on his lap, and we talk about our day as we kiss. Eventually, he tells me he has to finish some reports and I kiss him one

my room first, freshening up and changing into a clean t-shirt and shorts. Zaid's door is closed, forcing me

but it sounds distant, like he's

sitting on

lips together. I want to

my heart race in my

a sideways glance, and then