The Biker

14 | Aiden

"We don't have a lot of time, Aiden. I have to get back to work." She let out a small laugh, her hand on my cheek.

"Come on, just one?" I asked, leaning down to inhale her perfume.

Her arms laced around my neck, and she pulled me down to her level. Those eyes. They were a hypnotic pool of honey and hazel.

I could almost taste her lips, how sweet she would be.

Just as she was about to let me have my way, she pressed a finger to my lips, stopping me in my tracks.

"I know you wanna kiss me." She whispered, and I recognized the familiar voice.

And that was when I woke up. I ran a hand across my face, burying it in my pillow to try and fall back asleep to finish the dream.

Alas, sleep never came again.

Fuck me.

How could I have had that dream? Maybe it was just because she had called me last night, and her voice was in my head. Yeah, that was it.

Still, saying that, I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth, letting an exhale fall from my nose.

I wasn't expecting it, especially because she claimed that she despised me. But it was for a reason that I've experienced. And I would have loved to have someone to talk to after it happened, but who was available for that?

I wasn't looking to be her therapist. Anything but. But maybe getting her to trust me wouldn't be such a bad idea. It wouldn't hurt to have her owe me a couple of favors.

Plus, Selena's reason for her wanting me to stay away from Evangeline was ridiculous. It's more to spite her than anything.

I just don't have a lot of things to do. And Evangeline and her attitude are some peak entertainment.

If Simon were here, he would tell me my reasoning was bullshit.

I was glad I didn't have class with him today, because I was still pissed at him for hanging around Evangeline. He just saw getting her as a way to irk me, and he always liked to win. Not that Evangeline was something to be won.

She was definitely a catch, I could say that, but in all honesty, I wasn't looking or ready for a relationship. Especially with Carrie in the hospital, my time was far and few, spread out with visiting her and going to class consistently.

And there were things about a relationship that didn't sit right with me. Sharing a bunch of personal things about yourself when they can use it against you later on? That's a definite no.

I strapped on some riding gear before leaving my apartment to get to class. I couldn't claim to be a good student and role model and not show up.

Finance was a little interesting, but nothing mind blowing. The rest of the day flew by pretty quickly. I had an quiz in Entrepreneurship and then headed to the library to study some stuff for Marketing. I didn't necessarily like the classes I was taking, but if I wanted to start a business like I planned to in the future, they were probably going to be at least a little helpful.

I sat in the alcove I usually did, peering over at where Evangeline sat that one day when we went for coffee. She unfortunately wasn't there, meaning I couldn't bother her like I wanted to.

I liked seeing her, sometimes. Other times she drove me crazy. But she was good at what she did, and Carrie seemed happier now that Evangeline was her nurse. I just don't want anyone else to hurt my sister. Not like Mom.

. . . . .

The hospital looked pretty bleak today. Everyone in the waiting room was mopey. Even the receptionist lady. And she was always annoyingly chipper.