Flirting With Destiny: Aedyn Book 1

Chapter 18

Aedyn 

I was in shock. Pleasantly shocked. I'd managed to convince Lauren to come to Chicago with me. "I still can't believe you were sitting in my driver's limo this morning." 

A big grin crossed Lauren's face and she waved both hands, mimicking the moment I saw her. "Surprise," she said, repeating her exact word. 

"Jesus, it was a surprise." I shook my head and laughed. "I thought that when I left Granger, I'd never hear from you again." I pulled my apartment key out of my pocket and turned the lock. 

"Aw, no way, Aedyn. It's been wonderful getting to know you again, now that we're all grown up. I'm glad my schedule opened up and we could spend some extra time together." 

 "Perfect." I smiled and held the door as she walked in. "Do you like it?" I asked, setting our bags down inside the door of my apartment. I felt like the Big Bad Wolf luring Red Riding Hood in. The very moment she stepped over the threshold, my dirty mind was already scheming and hearing the click of her heels on the polished cement floor didn't help. It inspired an immediate visual of long legs, short skirt and tits popping out everywhere. Did girls realize how sexy that sound was to guys? 

"It's gorgeous. So elegant and upscale." Lauren said as she perused the living room. She tilted her head toward the large, sweeping floor to ceiling window and exclaimed with delight, "Oh, look at that view." She stepped over to the glass and peered out with amazement. 

 "That's Lake Michigan." 

"A view of the lake. This is fantastic. It's so... opposite of my apartment." She turned and smiled at me. "My place is small and the only view I have out my front window is the crazy neighbor in 2B. I swear he must be stalking me. He's always out there, smoking a cigarette and pacing back and forth. Completely different than this." 

 Lauren looked radiant standing in my apartment, like she belonged here, surrounded by nice things. This was the lifestyle meant for Lauren Mitchell and I was the one who could give it to her, if she would only let me. I bit the inside of my mouth to keep from giving in to that idea. Fuck that. That was a pipe dream, a teenage fantasy come to life. 

 I was feeling a little guilty about luring her here under the pretense of a "friends only" visit, but I couldn't help myself. I really wanted to just get in her pants so I could end my torturous obsession with her, otherwise, I'd become the crazy stalker in her life. I had to get her out of my mind, and out of my heart for good. One way to do that would be to fuck the shit out of her, or at least that was my first plan. 

 I glanced down at her hands. She was fidgeting with her engagement ring, twisting it back and forth, probably unaware she was even doing it. 

 "How exactly did you convince Chip to let you come here with me?" 

She looked down, stopped the twisting and then let her hands fall to her sides. "I told him I was coming to check out wedding dresses... with Jules." 

Lauren shrugged and then her eyes fixed on mine and in that moment of silence, I thought I saw a spark in them, a fire. Maybe she'd changed her mind about him. The room suddenly felt very warm and Lauren looked very tempting. She was so beautiful, her hair falling around her shoulders in loose curls, her lips so plump and inviting. When she opened her mouth and darted her tongue out to wet them, my dick twitched. Was she giving me a signal? A visual crashed into my mind of me ripping her clothes off right here, right now. I'd take her in my arms and make her forget all about Chip and that cheap ring he gave her. I knew she was struggling with her feelings and she came here to get some clarity, but maybe she was begging for someone to make the decision for her.