Made For Me

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

(Aiden’s POV)

 

**This chapter is the last two chapters in Aiden’s POV**

 

I gave myself one last look in the mirror confirming I looked ok. I had on a simple pair of cargo shorts and a tight, white muscle shirt. This was the day I finally get to see Addison again so I had to make sure I looked perfect. Thinking about seeing her sent a fresh batch of chills down my body. I missed her so bad it was excruciating.

 

“You ready, man,” Hunter asked as he made his way into my room. He had on a pair of dark wash jeans and a bright pink shirt on.

 

“Manly,” I joked, acknowledging his shirt.

 

“I’ll have you know, Arianna says this is fashion forward. I’m sorry you're not as up-to-date on fashion as I am,” he told me with pride ringing in his voice.   

 

“You caught me, I’m incredibly jealous of that bright pink shirt of yours. Did you get it out of your mom’s closet?”

 

“No,” he scoffed, “I got it out of my...sister’s closet…” he said mumbling off.

 

I burst out laughing at this, but tried to stifle it when I caught his expression. I very ‘discreetly’ turned my laugh into a cough. “Ugh,” I coughed, “I got a little tickle in my throat. I must have swallowed some dust or something… I’ll need to have Margaret dust in here the next time she comes to clean.”

 

“Yah… dust,” he sarcastically replied.

 

I just laughed at his response before pushing him towards the door. “Come on Huntina,  I have my girl to get back.”

 

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The drive was fairly quick, and we quickly arrived at the barn where this party was being held. I quickly got out of the car in a mad search for my beautiful Addison. Hunter was close on my heels looking for Arianna. I need to find a way to thank Arianna and Hunter for setting this up and giving me the opportunity to see Addie.

 

As I made my way into the barn I was blasted with the horrid smell of alcohol and sweat. The floor was littered with  garbage that has been repeatedly stepped on. As I began walking around in search of Addie, all eyes turned to Hunter and me. All the men glared at us with spiteful hate  and jealousy for the eyes on me, and all of the girls looked at us with lust filled eyes. I hated the way all of these girls looked at me; it made me feel vile and dirty. Since finding my mate I only want her eyes on me, all of these other girls disgust me.

 

Speaking of being disgusted, I quickly realized there is a very drunk girl making her way towards me, red solo cup in hand. She pushes her way through the crowd and finally makes her way to me.  She pushes herself up against me as she whispers “Hey handsome, I haven’t seen you around before.” Her breath reeks of liquor and she is covered in sweat. I tried moving myself away from her, but she just kept moving herself closer to me. Her breasts practically spilled out of her shirt as she continued to look on at me with lust. “What do you say we go somewhere private to talk?” she cooed at me.