ELECTRIFY ME• aaron warner

20|TRAINED

I'm throwing my fists at a punching bag and Kenji seems very impressed. "I thought you said you haven't really trained before," he comments.

I throw another punch. "No, I haven't."

"Then how can you do that?"

"I guess being on the run and fighting the Reestablishment my whole life has given me some good practice," I shrug.

My dark locks are tied up in a ponytail, and sweat is saturating my forehead. Only Aaron has pushed me this far. This is the first real training I've gotten though.

"Why don't you try a real target?" Kenji suggests with a smirk.

He flexes his muscles and I giggle. "Is that supposed to scare me, Kishimoto?"

I get ready to throw my first punch at Kenji, but he moves quicker and knocks me off my feet. I hit the ground with a thud and catch my breath before I laugh alongside Kenji.

"You need a little more work if you want to beat me, princess."

"Not funny," I mumble sarcastically as he extends his hand for me to grab.

"You're all done for today. Same time tomorrow, Em?"

"Sure. Thanks Kenji!"

He smile as I leave the training room. My heart races when I start heading in the direction of Aaron's cell.

No matter how much my mind hates it, my heart knows what it has to do. I have to talk to him about yesterday.

"Hey," I say to one of the same guards from yesterday.

He raises an eyebrow. "Back to see him already?"

"Yeah."

"He sure gets a lot of visits for a murderer," the man mumbles under his breath.

I suddenly feel my fists clench together. "You don't even know him, so why don't you mind your own business?"

I brush past him and enter Aaron's cell. I don't know why the guard talking negatively about him triggered me so much, but it did. It made my blood boil.

Aaron turns around, but this time his shirt is off. My eyes are so fixated on his muscles that I forget I haven't even said hello yet. He looks me up and down with a spark in his eyes.

"Defending me, love?"

I smile slightly. "I wish you didn't hear that. Now you're going to be all cocky."

"Very true," Aaron smirks.

I sit down on Aaron's bed, and he sits down next to me. Our bodies are touching and it's magical. "You look..."

"Sweaty?" I finish.

"No. I was going to say breathtaking, love." Aaron leans his head back against the wall. I look away in a pathetic attempt to hide my blush.

Aaron and I's hands are almost touching, and my fingers want to wrap around his so badly. I don't know why, but something inside of me just wants me to reach out and touch his skin that looks so soft and delicate.

A fresh and inviting smell always surrounds him and I'm breathing it all in.

"I have to get something off my chest," I admit.

"And what's that, love?"

I take a deep breath. "I did feel something when we kissed. Everything stopped around me, and I felt so warm. It felt right."

Aaron's finger tilts my chin up. "What I feel for you is electromagnetic, love. I know it's not only me that feels the connection between us."

He moves his lips to my neck and then my jawline where he graces everywhere. I gasp only slightly. "I shouldn't."

"Oh, but why not?"

"I'm supposed to hate you."

"Hate and love go together, Lia. I want you more than anything in this world, my dear."

Aaron pulls my face into his soft hands and presses his lips against mine. The spark ignites between us again, and I feel the same warmth that I felt before.

I feel his hands in my hair and his lips exploring mine. My hand roams his bare chest and I feel myself lift out of reality.

I've never noticed the golden specks in his hair and eyes or how he is so careful like I'm a feather. Even if he's supposed to be my enemy, there is a lot to notice about him.

I pull away and I know that what I said is true. I feel something when Aaron kisses me or when he touches me. He makes me nervous and I absolutely can't control it.

He doesn't seem like the same person he was when I first met him. Something feels so different.

"Aaron," I whisper.

"I'm glad that your friends kidnapped me, love."

I smile but I remember that this isn't the first time I've been kissed since I've entered Omega Point. Both Adam and Aaron have kissed me so passionately, but the truth is that only one of them made me feel special.

And I feel like Aaron deserves to know that.

"Adam kissed me the other day."

Aaron suddenly goes frozen. I can see the rage finding its way into his expression and I'm suddenly regretting ever opening my mouth. It was a stupid decision. What was I thinking?

"He did? Is this the first time he's touched you or tried to make some awful confession of love?"

I look down. "No. But it's really not a big deal. I just- I just wanted to tell you that this kiss really did feel different. This is what feels right."

"That's lovely, dear. But Kent needs to learn to keep his filthy hands off of you."

"It's not like you can get out of the cell and hurt him, Aaron. And I won't let you hurt anyone."

He shakes his head. "Once I'm out of here, Kent will be dealt with."

I feel his hand on my back and his other hand run through my hair. He leans in to whisper. "Next time he tries something, tell him that I'm the one you want."

Aaron pushes the strand of hair back into my face. We're so close and I feel my whole body freeze in his arms. This is the one time I am physically unable to hide my blush. I'm so red and so flustered that I immediately get up to leave.

Something about him drives me crazy.