The Girl He Craves

Chapter 92

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I knew better than to get on his nerves when he was that

irritated.

At least I’m relieved I wasn’t the cause of his anger this time. If I was, then why would he want to have lunch with me?

When Mitch drives away onto the main road, Aiden’s eyes suddenly fall to my knees.

His eyes stare hard on my fingers clutching the tissue to my knees.

His brows knot into a frown.

“What’s wrong with your knee?” He questioned.

“Nothing, just a scratch. Seriously I’m okay.” I assured him. when his eyes deepened with raw concern.

Suddenly his hand is on the hand I had on my knee and he pries it away to get a better look at my knee.

“It’s still bleeding.” He grumbles, almost as if mad that I got a scratch.

“It’s fine.” I murmured.

He shook his head and in a rapid move had my leg on his lap. He didn’t even care that I had heels on and could poten- tially ruin his expensive pants.

“Aiden!” I gasped.

“Shut up.” He grumbles, tearing a piece of tissue and swatting my hand away from my knee.

“Mitch take us to the nearest store to get some bandaids and rubbing alcohol,” Aiden demanded.

“Yes sir,” Mitch said and swang on another road.

I shook my head. “You really didn’t have to Aiden. It’s not a big deal. The scratch isn’t even bleeding much-

way too much Sophie.

Aiden grumbles and

annoyed as hell know- ing he wouldn’t let up. There was no way I’d win this so it would be best if I just shut up and let him do what

Aiden is the only one who actually goes inside the store. He ordered me to stay inside the Suv and insisted that I was better off

little scratch had made me

eyes and watch him disappear

I said, glaring at the store he disappeared

would perhaps make a fuss if he sees

can survive without

going for

I fear he’d think I was too ‘in- jured’ to

Miss. Mr. Xavier has never cared

had me

get you to crack those walls around your heart. You better

which rubbing alcohol was the best so I took three different brands,” Aiden said as he

into the car.

the door and shift through the stuff he bought. He takes

did buy

said this one worked the best. But the man behind me said all worked the same. Didn’t know who to trust so bought

“You honestly didn’t have to buy the alcohol Aiden. A ban- dage

that having a bandage would

would debate with

bandage,” He grumbles while shifting through the bag once more and

that Dora The

grinned. “They were the only

face. Somehow I don’t believe a single word he

again and throws it over

my legs so vast that I

just hope I didn’t have a wet patch down there from ear- lier when I was in his dressing room

poured the alcohol on the cotton ball and then dabbed the

scratch, it hurt like a bitch

alcohol touched it.

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