Chapter 8

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Week 1 Day 4 {Day 3 as Aidan's Slave} :

Chloe woke up a few hours later to find herself in a fancy hotel room.

"Ugh...where the hell am I? Last time I checked, I was heading back home after crying myself to sleep in the library." she told herself.

She then looked down at her outfit, which was now a pink and black short sleeve shirt that said 79 on it in black numbers with comfy pink sweatpants and she had on pink socks with moustaches on them and it said, Ooh La La. Her hair was less curly now and she had on a pink beanie that said, On Wednesdays We Wear Pink.

Her eyes were wide in shock.

"What?! I wasn't wearing this!" her mind nearly screamed as she heard a door open and close.

She froze.

"Shit..." she muttered under her breath just as someone came into view.

It was Aidan with two bags of Chinese takeout in his hand. He had on a black wife beater along with black basketball shorts that had the Chicago Bulls on it and black Nike high tops.

He put them down on the table and glanced over in her direction.

She gulped, her face flushed red.

"Aw damn! He saw me! And not only that, his body looks very hot..." she began to mentally drool in her thoughts as he walked over to her.

"Chloe, I'm glad that you're awake." he said, knocking her back into reality.

"Oh. Um...how did I get here?" she asked uncertainly.

"You don't remember? Mom said this morning that we're heading downtown for one of Dad's meetings over the weekend." he told her as he sat down on the bed next to her.

Chloe stared at him, dumbfounded.

"Huh? I don't remember Mom saying anything like that." she told herself.

"And how did I get in these clothes? Plus, you didn't answer my first question properly." she asked.

"Mom came in and got you in those clothes while I headed out for some Chinese takeout for the two of us. As for how you actually ended up here, I was coming to go and pick you up when I saw you passed out on the sidewalk. So, I took you, put you in the back of the car, and I took you to the hotel where I met up with Mom and Dad." he explained.

It was a lot to take in, but Chloe was able to process everything in her mind.

"Oh..." she trailed off.

That was when he suddenly put his hand to her forehead.

"Hm...it doesn't seem like you have a fever..." he trailed off.

She stayed stuck to the spot. His touch made her feel like she was frozen in time. He removed his hand from her forehead.

She slowly looked up into his eyes and he looked down at her.

That was when he began to lean in towards her. Her eyes were wide, remembering the day when he had gotten suspended for starting a fight.

But this time, she was frozen to the spot. She couldn't move. No matter how many times her body told her to lean away, her mind told her to stay put.

His lips met with hers and she swore that she was still frozen beyond belief. There were many things that she could process in her mind, but this was one of those things that was hard to comprehend.

"Aidan is kissing me. He's kissing me. He's freaking kissing me!" her mind nearly screamed as she was busy fretting on whether or not she should kiss him back.

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