First Kisses Are Never Forgotten

Chapter 30

AARON

The whole ride home I couldn't stop smiling like a sappy idiot. Addison fits with my family.

I loved seeing her gossip with my abuela, my mom feeding her more food until she couldn't breathe, and the way she made every single person tonight smile, laugh.

It never occurred to me that watching her among my family will make me want her more. If there is any doubt that Addison isn't the one for me, which there wasn't, tonight made me sure that she belongs to me. Belongs to my family. She is my family.

I hold her hand over her thick, tempting thighs and around the corner to our street. I can feel her eyes on me.

I actually can hear her thoughts, she wants to ask me why I didn't tell her it was birthday. I know she wants to know why.

I could've given her half truths or a silly reason, but I didn't want to lie to her anymore. I won't tell her the real reason though, so I'll avoid the whole conversation tonight.

When we enter the house and head to our rooms still hand in hand. "Come with me"

She gives me a skeptical look with a bite of her lower lip, which makes me want to kiss until her lips are bruised.

She wore another violet dress tonight, from our shopping day. It looks beautiful and sexy on her. Too sexy, I used all my control and self-restraints to not fuck her against our door before we left, or in my car, or even in my parents' bathroom.

This dress is longer than most of her dresses and it sticks to every inch of her body perfectly. I think I should buy her more dresses in that style.

She matched the dress with simple makeup, lavender nail polish and long heels, just like the ones she kept on when she crawled to me and sucked my dick. God, I can't get that image off my mind. It was the best sight of my life.

I wonder if she's wearing a matching thong and bra again tonight, maybe the black and violet ones we bought.

"I want to give you something."

"It's your birthday, I think I should give you something, not the other way around."

I ignored her smartass comment and pulled her into my room. I let go of her hand and opened the drawer next to my bed. I took out the rectangle box and handed it to her.

"Open it, doctor."

She has a cute, confused frown on her face, but doesn't question me.

I was walking home one day with Violets in my hand from the flower shop, and heading back to cook one of our dinners when I saw it.

It was a purple amethyst necklace surrounded by diamonds.

The details of the design and the shine of the diamonds were just like Addison. Radiant, captivating and stunning.

The stone being Violet was what caught my attention. Everything now that is violet catches my attention.

Violet....Violet...Addison.

I didn't know it was February's birthstone until the man who sold it to me told me. I think I know why she likes violet.

"Your birthday is in February right? When I saw it, I knew you had to have it."

I look down at her face, waiting for that smile, but instead I am met with a frown. Addison is frowning at this. Why?

"Doctor?" I touch her arm but she takes a step back.