Secrets of Us A Forbidden Love Romance (Alina)

Chapter 262

Chapter 262

Alina

5 Months Later (Thanksgiving)

I smile to myself, closing my eyes for a second as I inhale the smell of better and

roasted garlic. I mash the potatoes with a steady rhythm, humming to a song I've

had stuck in my

head all week.

It doesn't matter to me that I'm a bit off-key. Zaid is the only one here, and he

likes my

humming.

Warm arms wrap around my waist from behind, and I feel his chest press against my back just as his lips find the side of my neck. I lean into him, chuckling when his kisses trail

down slowly.

My skin breaks out in goosebumps, they ripple down my spine despite the warmth in the kitchen. I try to wiggle away from him and the ticklish sensation, but he keeps me locked

in his arms.

"Zaid," I laugh, "I have to finish the potatoes."

"Take a break," He whispers.

I roll my eyes and feel him grin against my skin.

got another hour. That's just enough time to sneak upstairs

little. Or a lot."

turn in his mine,

face him,

I shake my head.

I still can't believe is mine. There's this look he

he's falling in love with me all over again. Every

somehow, with Zaid, it still feels new. That love doesn't settle. It doesn't level off. It stays

how constant it is, how unwavering his love

toes and kiss him. When I pull back, I whisper, "We can't. Aiden's

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frowns a little. "Are you afraid she's not going to

with the button of his shirt, avoiding his gaze and shrug. “Maybe? I mean, I don't know how much Aiden has told her about me, but I feel like it would be

love. You're a kind person. Besides,

right about that, I

can sneak

my head

like a man who's just been denied air. "You're killing

before turning back to the

toward the living room, turning on music that

a bit more salt, and just as I'm wiping my hands,

me," he

I slip my hand into his, and we sway slowly in the kitchen, the afternoon light spilling in through the windows. His arms wrap around me again, and I rest my head against his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat through

been the kind of perfect I never believed existed. It's like the rough edges of our lives are just the right

called to tell us he'd met someone, I'd never heard him sound so happy. Zaid and I were genuinely thrilled. We couldn't wait

gaze, and Zaid is looking at me. Like loving me isn't something he's doing, it's something he is. And I wonder if he knows that I feel the same. That every time I look at him, I still feel that rush, like we're at the start

kiss his chest and let myself melt into the moment until

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