*Warning* Strong Language in this Chapter.
When my hour was up I was doing the finishing touches on my makeup.
I looked myself over in the mirror and nodded my approval. I considered my outfit formal without being too date- ish! I had on a strapless red dress than went about to my mid thigh, nude heels and a black blazer. I had straightened my hair a little where it only curled at the bottom.
I walked down the stairs to wait for Aiden in the living room. Halfway down the stairs I heard the doorbell ring.
I opened the front door and froze. Aiden was standing in front of me wearing dark grey dress pants on his incredibly long legs with a black button up shirt, opened a few buttons to show a little smattering of golden colored chest hair, followed by an unbuttoned grey suit coat that matched the pants. If I had to use 1 word to describe him it would be 'mouthwatering'.
It just wasn't fair for someone to be that good looking!
Fortunately for me, He did not notice my drooling because he was currently eyeing my outfit. I was able to put my wits about me by the time It looked like he came to some inner conclusion, giving me a nod letting me know my wardrobe was acceptable.
Not that I needed his approval..... But it felt good anyway! I noticed he had something in his hand. He noticed where my attention was aimed because he looked down at his hand and then extended it to me without saying anything.
It was a single red rose.
When I looked from his hand back to his eyes he had a slightly nervous expression on his face.
Oh my....Aiden looking nervous....
I reached my hand up and accepted the rose from him with a timid voice "thank you."
He just nodded his head without saying anything.
I stepped out of the house and he put his hand on my lower back leading me to his car. It's a good thing I've had a little practice schooling my expression because that really took me by surprise.
He led my around to the passenger side of his car and opened the door for me. I guess chivalry isn't dead after all. He made sure I was seated and closed the door before returning to the driver side. I watched him making his way, I just couldn't help myself.
When he opened the driver side door I jerked my gaze out of my own window so he wouldn't know I had been watching. He closed the driver door and turn the ignition. The car hummed as he switched it in reverse.
It was a little unnerving being in such a close proximate to him. I could smell his cologne in the close confines of the car....It smelt soooo good! I looked out the corner of my eye and noticed Aiden's nostrils flare slightly and it looked like he was grinding his jaw. His grip on the steering while tightened while he backed out the driveway. Do I stink? I discreetly turn my head and sniff my shirt. No, I smell ok. Hmmm that's weird but okay.
He cracks his window slightly. It was pretty obvious by now that Aiden was the strong silent type so I didn't expect him to begin chatting with me, but it was getting a little awkward with nothing but silence and the sound of our breathing between us. Well the sound of my breathing anyway.
"Can I turn on the radio?" I asked while looking at him. He switched his searing gaze to me briefly and curtly bobbed his head, then turned it back towards the road.
Well I guess I can take that as a yes. I switched on the radio and it was on rock station so I left it there and listened to Crossfade that was already playing. I hummed and bobbed my head along with the song.
Along the drive I would catch Aiden glancing at me from time to time. It was a little unnerving. So I just kept listening to the radio and humming along.
We reached our destination about an hour later. There was a line of cars in front of us. Mostly Limos. While we were slowly making our way towards to Valet Aiden turned the music down and looked at me with a serious expression.
"While we are here try to remain at my side the whole time."
My eyebrows drew together in my confusion. It's not the I minded staying close to him...At All! But for him to instruct me to, struck me as a little odd.
"Why?"
He replied "This may be a business function but there are some .....Dangerous....People here that I don't want you to meet without me there. This is for your own safety."
"Did you invite me somewhere I could get hurt?" I ask incredibly. He smirks a little at my panicking, which does not go over well with me, but before I can hurl some insults at him he says
"No, it's not physically dangerous for you, Well, Not in the way your thinking."
My confusion must show on my face because he clears his throat looking a little uncomfortable and says " There are gonna be men here who would take 'advantage" of a young girl such as yourself."
Oh! now is see what he means. "Listen, I'm 24 not 16, you can be frank without offending me." I tell him in as confidently as I can and with a little attitude.
He looks pissed and says "fine" through gritted teeth. By this point I think the conversation is over because we're pulling up to the valet. Before the valet can reach my door Aiden says with no emotion.
"Basically there are some men here who will try to fuck you any way they can, so be on your guard and stay be my side."
I look at him with my mouth hanging open and blush covering my cheeks from his statement. Which is how the valet finds me when he approaches the driver door. I cover it up as fast as I can but I know Aiden saw it.
There are photographers lined up outside of the red velvet ropes that are on each side of the walkway leading to the double glass doors. Aiden approaches my side and offers his hand. I accept his help and when we stand he takes his arm and wraps it around my waist and we make our way inside all the while the camera's are flashing.
I know I am enjoying his display of ownership a little too much and school my expression to a small smile as we make our way inside.
I take a breath and slowly release it as we make our way to the double doors.
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The picture on the side is of Lexa's outfit and video is Crossfade - Cold.
I dedicated this chapter to Lesly82sc31 because of her nice comments!

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