Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 140

Make Us or Break Us-2

"There's no way we're fitting in there," I laugh, shaking my head as Aiden shoves another bag into the trunk. He uses his entire body, shoving it in with his shoulder.

Jake huffs. "Aiden's too tall to sit in the back, he'll have to sit in the passenger seat."

Zaid pulls open the backseat door and looks at the single seat in the back that is usable. “Looks like we're going to have to share.”

I roll my eyes, but there's no real protest as I climb in, settling on his lap. His arms immediately wrap around my waist, holding me close.

Aiden takes the passenger seat, and Jake slides into the driver's seat, shooting me a dark look through the rearview mirror. His eyes drop down as if he's looking to where Zaid has his arms around me and I look away, not able to see the jealousy running through him.

I sigh, leaning back against Zaid's chest. "If I suffocate you, it's on you."

Zaid chuckles, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "I'm not against a bit of suffocation."

Heat crawls through me, but I'm feeling lighter than I have in weeks. As Jake pulls onto the highway, I think about how it feels right to be with all three of them.

That maybe these days in the cabin can make us or break us.

Jake tells us that the drive will be just over two hours. He and Aiden start talking about basketball, how college searching is going. I listen, my heart happy with hearing how Aiden is so excited about what the future has for him.

as we make our way up the mountain; the road curving sharply with each

scenery.

on his lap; his warmth bleeds into me through my leggings and sweater. The positions should be uncomfortable, but

under my sweater, finding my bare

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Us or

the soft curve of my belly, his touch featherlight, teasing. Heat pools low in my stomach, spreading like wildfire

trying to ignore the way his touch makes my body hum, but Zaid doesn't

my ear, his voice a low rasp. "I've

over my skin. His hands move with practiced ease, not rushing, just exploring, and the way his fingers tease as he plays with the band of my leggings makes me

still full in conversation. God, I

presses

am and I bite my lips to keep

your legs for

mouth keeps moving over my neck and his fingers

until my head falls onto the back of

his voice cuts through the thick air between us. "What the fuck are

I freeze.

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the rearview mirror, but it's clear that he doesn't need to see much

lips lift in a scowl, his shoulders tensing. The car swerves as he practically yanks the car to the side of the road. The tires crunch against the gravel as we come to