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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. presses the tissue to

Aiden grumbles and

annoyed as hell know- ing he wouldn’t let up. There was no way I’d win this so

Aiden is the only one who actually goes inside the store. He ordered me to stay

must think that little scratch had made me

and watch him

is such a prick Mitch.” I said, glaring at the store

as he would perhaps make a fuss if he sees me enter the store, there really was no way I can get

can survive without

were going for lunch

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

don’t know Miss. Mr. Xavier has never cared for another woman the

had me

Aiden’s chauffeur get you to crack those walls around your heart. You better

best so I took three

into the car.

bought. He takes

did buy three rubbing alcohol

worked the same. Didn’t know who to trust so bought all

way too much for a tiny scratch. “You honestly didn’t have to buy the alcohol Aiden. A ban- dage would’ve been

so tiny that having a bandage would be comical.

he would debate

the bandage,” He grumbles while shifting through the

that Dora The Explora bandages

only ones left

I don’t believe a single word

my leg again and throws it over

my legs so vast that I was sure my panties were

from ear- lier when I was

cotton ball and

it

alcohol touched it.

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