It wasn't the heat of the car that made me blush the entire time, it was the man beside me who made me so hot and sweaty. After our first kiss, we headed back to his place as we both felt it was too early to stop this night. I only hoped it would last forever, that time will not stop this beautiful moment.
The kiss felt surreal, almost magical, but I guess it's only more intense as he's the first guy I have ever kissed before. I don't even know what I'm feeling is normal, if everyone experiences this feeling when they kiss their partner. I can only hope he enjoyed the kiss as much as I did.
"When do you have to take care of your father's office?" Aiden asks curiously, obviously trying to know when I'm free again. A smile spreads my face when I see him grinning at me.
"Next Monday," I answer him truthfully. I turn my gaze to the window thinking about how it will go next with us. Are we a thing are how does he see us now we have kissed?
"So, I guess you'll have less time for me next week then?" Aiden chuckles lightly. I turn my attention back to him and I can't hide my victory. He'll miss me as much as I will miss him.
"I'm free every night," I replied mischievously.
"Good. I will cook for you next week after you're finished with work." He stated calmly, definitely not asking it but demanding my presence as sweet as he can be.
"I would like to see your cooking skills." I grin back at him.
"You will be amazed that's for sure." Aiden chuckles when he drives up his parking lot in front of his gorgeous house.
I couldn't stop smiling. He makes me so happy and the way he wants to take care of me makes him even more attractive. The thought of him and me being together as an actual couple makes me nervous and excited. The only thing that's bugging me is his double life. How will I ever get past the fact he's a hitman.
Aiden leads me to his front door, my excitement only growing bigger and bigger at the thought of being all alone with him. I imagine a scene I have always thought intriguing in romance movies. The male character opens the door and the woman steps beside him. When the door closes the inevitable happens. The man throws himself on the woman and she can only devour his mouth in anticipation. Of course, they will always end in bed in those movies.
Aiden shuts the door and eyes me suspiciously. Does he know what I'm thinking right now? I can't decide what to do next. Is he waiting for my next move or what the hell do we supposed to do next? I can feel myself becoming anxious and unsure by the second.
Suddenly he takes my hand and brings it to his mouth, his lips brushing against my knuckles. "I'm so glad I have met you," Aiden says softly, his eyes shimmer ever so brightly in the dim lights of his hallway. God, he's so handsome...
"Me too," I answer him, shifting from one foot to the other. I'm grateful I got to know him better and all credit goes to him and his efforts to help me out with my messy past. My mind travels back to that night in the dark alley. I was so sure to end my life and he came crashing into my life like an earthquake leaving his marks everywhere I went. He was the one that convinced me and talked me out of it. A stranger so far away, and yet so close to my soul, in every vein of my body.
I'm in love with him...
"Good," Aiden replied before escorting me to his kitchen. "A wine for the lady?" Aiden smiles widely.
"Yes, please," I answer him quickly, resting my body against his kitchen counter.
"Oh, I forgot to take off my jacket." I interrupted Aiden and tried to pull him off.
"Let me help you," Aiden almost runs to me with a mischievous grin. I nod and give him all control. Aiden takes off my jacket in one swift motion. I could feel his hot breath against the back of my neck. "You look so badass in that leather jacket of yours."
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Consume my broken heart
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