A Devil Named Aidan ✓

Chapter Fourteen

My brain plays back the last few dream scenarios as soon as I wake up. Please give me a time to shake off the sleep from my brain, to let the visions of the night give way to the day, and to transition from my whimsy to things that are more firmly established and true.

I'll adjust, and in a few minutes, I'll be able to welcome the sun and see colours as vivid as those on movie screens that are backlit.

For the time being, let it approach subtly like a soft dawn, and let me sleep behind wings.

I turn my body around and feel something warm, my eyes open slowly and notice that Aidan's side of the bed is empty.

Hang on.

I shoot back up.

I never stay the night, never, it is a rule I made myself.

I never stay the night with my one-night stands, I have never even stayed the night with Elias. Is Aidan a one-night stand? I slide of the bed and go on to grab my bra and underwear, I clip my bra and slide on my underwear.

I just had sex with a man who is ten years older than me, god he was amazing, everything he did yesterday was perfect.

Guess Elias isn't so good after all.

A door closes and my head snaps to see Aidan walking inside, we both stood there and just stared at one another. "Yesterday-" I begin to speak.

"Was a mistake." He fills in the gap for me.

What? How was yesterday a mistake? We were not even fucking drunk for it to be a mistake; we both knew what we were doing and so did he. He fucked me. And he knew he was doing it so I dont understand where 'mistake' comes into this scenario.

"A mistake? Didn't seem like a mistake by the way you were fucking me."

I watch as Aidan's jaw tenses, "your brother is my best friend, and he trusted me with you."

"And? I dont understand where the problem is." Aidan grabs his face with both of his hands before the slide to the back of his neck, my eyes watch as his biceps tense and god he looks good. He walks towards me, and now we were inches away from one another.

"Why are you being so stubborn Charlie?" I told my arms under my breasts and look him directly in his eyes.

When he looked down at me, my neck betrays me and leans back so that I can see more of his face than his chest. At that very moment, I simply wanted to rip his tight black shirt off and fuck him once again.

"Because you fucked me last night Aidan, and you loved every single minute of it. I saw it in your eyes, and I felt it in your kisses. If you think this is a mistake, then you are never allowed to touch me again. I don't do 'mistakes'."

From my lips back to my eyes, Aidan steps away from me and throws me my shirt from the ground. I take my answer and leave his room, I slam his door behind me and enter my room. Embarrassment takes over me and I glance at the mirror facing me.

What an ass!

A knock on my door causes my heart to beat, is he here to apologise? I slide my shirt in and a pair of new joggers. I rush to open the door and the moment I do: Jake.

"Jake!" I accidentally raise my voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Charles." You're sorry? I should be sorry. Fuck. I felt so guilty. I fucked his best friend; my hands tighten around the door handle, and he embraces me into a tight hug. "I had no idea about mum, look I shouldn't have bought you here. Knowing that you and mum don't get along."

"Jake-It's fine..."

I think I understand why Aidan didn't want to continue this because the guilt is unbearable.