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-

too much Sophie. presses the tissue

Aiden grumbles and

crossing my arms, 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

we pulled up to the grocery store a good ten min- utes or so later, Aiden is the only one who actually goes inside the store. He ordered me to stay

must think that little scratch had made

my eyes and watch him

Mitch.” I said,

to buy them for me. And seeing as he would perhaps make

survive without

going for lunch

hopefully we still were. I fear he’d think I was

chuckles lightly. “I don’t know Miss. Mr. Xavier has never cared for another woman

had me

to crack those

alcohol was the best so I took three different brands,” Aiden

into the car.

through the stuff he bought. He takes out a small bag of

did buy

me said all worked the same.

too much for a tiny scratch. “You honestly didn’t have to buy the

a bandage would

he would debate

bandage,” He grumbles while shifting through

The Explora bandages

the only ones

narrowed on his face. Somehow I

leg again

he managed to open my legs so vast that I was

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

cotton ball and then dabbed the wet ball on

it hurt like a bitch when

alcohol touched it.

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