The Girl He Craves

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“Loosen up Sophie. You’re as stiff as a rock.” Aiden whis- pered beside my ear, his lips tickling my skin.

His hands run down the small of my back, his warmth. seeping through and relaxing me as we walked to our table.

I sighed in relief when we finally took our seats but I prayed that maybe, just maybe all these rich fancy people would stop staring at us like we were the most fascinating thing they’ve seen in a while.

The stares literally burned through me when they saw Aiden pulling the chair back for me to sit. And when I fixed that chair and he stayed beside me for longer than necessary, their stares had turned hotter.

Seriously you could have brought me to any fast food place. I’d be happy to eat oily fries and a cheesy burger.” I grumble as I darted my eyes around as slick as I could.

“Those fast food places aren’t good enough for you. You deserve the best,” He grinned. My stomach knotted.

Smooth.

I stared at him across the table. This feels intimate. Just us

two having lunch in a fancy restaurant.

It almost looks like we were on a date. That must be why everyone could not stop looking our way.

Or perhaps it was the shock to see the young bachelor

like

at me deeply

distract him

the meal, I was not sure I can

have a photo of me in one of your penthouses?” | asked in

had been dying to ask him this question the moment his

started hacking out

at him in

you okay?” I asked as I watch him block his

“Yes,” Cough. “I’m fine.”

flustered. “No, I actually don’t. Sergio doesn’t have a great memory, so I knew exactly

disappointed. “Oh,” I whispered, my shoulders.

say some- thing else but

your orders in five minutes Mr.

goes back

want to get married. Why would

he could say

him with

tioningly. “Why do I feel

I asked him, stunning him. for

mouth to speak but I cut in before he could