Down Home Girl

Chapter 13:

Aiden and I made our way to town, which wasn't a very long drives, besides the traffic. I was driving because I knew where I was and where we needed to be.

"So where do you want to eat at?" I asked him.

"I don't know, what's good around here?" he asked.

"There's this seafood place on the beach and its pretty good." I said, "People from Louisiana own it, so the food is seasoned well."  I said.

"That's fine," He said. We got a table outside with a nice view of the beach.

"So, how have you liked it here?" I asked him.

"It's nice, but I do miss the country. All this city crap is gonna get old." he said.

"Yeah, it does," I sighed, "But I've lived in the big city for two years. That's why I live on the beach...to get away every now and then." I said. He nodded.

"I don't mind it so much, as long as you're here with me." he said, and grabbed my hand. I smiled at him.

"Same. Everything seems so much brighter now that you're here with me." I said. He smiled and kissed my hand.

"I love you so much." He said softly. "I'm so glad things are working out of us."

"Me too, baby." I said. "I love you too."

***

We walked into the house, laughing at our own stupid jokes. Aiden grabbed my waist and pushed me against the wall.

"Wanna go to the bedroom?" He winked.

"Only if you carry me." I smirked. He chuckled and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and we made our way upstairs. When we got to my door, that's when I heard crying.

"Baby, put me down right quick." I said.

"Why? He's just upset because of the divorce. No reason we can't enjoy ourselves." He said. I foreword my eye brows.

"Aiden, he's my best friend and he needs some one there for him. If I have to that person, then that's perfectly fine." I said.

He sighed. "But I need you too." He whined and pulled me close to him.

"I know, and we will...in a minute." I said and kissed him softly. When I pulled away, he grabbed me and kissed me harder.

"Don't take too long." He winked and went into our bedroom. I walked down the hall to the guest bedroom Mike was staying in. I knocked on the door.

"Mike?" I asked.

"D-don't come in here."

"Michael, what's wrong?" I asked and tried to open the door but it was locked. "Michael, open this door."

"I said don't come in here!"

"Mike if you don't open this door I'm going to go get Aiden to break it down so you better open this freakin door!" I exclaimed.

"No!"

I ran into my bed room, where Aiden laid in his boxers.

"Aiden, come here, now!"

"Why? What's wrong??" He asked.

"Just come here!!" I cried. He jumped up and put on a pair of basketball shorts. He followed me to Mike's bedroom.

"He won't open the door. Help me." I said, in slight panic.

"I said don't come in here!!"