"Relaxing Day"
When I woke up the next morning I felt my face pressed against something hard. Without thinking I pressed my face into it and took a deep breathe. I felt like I knew that scent from somewhere but I couldn’t place it. Then I felt a hand run down my back and I jerked straight up in bed. When I looked down I saw a very amused looking Aidan watching me.
“What are you doing here,” I asked confused.
“You don’t remember,” he asked with a frown. Then I remembered what happened last night. Christian doing those things to me, Aidan beating him, then him bringing me home, and me falling asleep in his arms.
“Yes. I remember. You stayed all night,” I said with a soft smile.
“Of course I did,” he said looking slightly embarrassed.
“You are so sweet,” I said as I leaned over and touched his face. I saw his cheeks turn slightly pink and I couldn’t help giggling.
“Don’t laugh,” he grumbled as he tried to sit up. I reached out and wrapped my arms around his waist before he could leave though. I felt his whole body tense up and I pressed my lips against his shoulder. I slid my hands up his chest and felt him shiver. Before I could blink he had turned around and pressed me back against the bed with his body over mine.
“Want something,” I asked slyly as I smiled at him. I could have sworn I heard him growl before he crushed his mouth down on mine. I gripped the back of his hair and pulled his body down tightly on mine. I heard him groan before moving from my mouth to my neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist and arched up to give him more access to my neck. I heard him whisper my name and I snapped back to reality.
“Stop,” I said quietly as I pushed him back.
“Ok,” he said back as he rolled off of me and looked at the ceiling.
“How come every time we kiss we end up like that,” I asked after a minute.
“I have no clue,” he said with a laugh. Without saying anything back I curled into his side and I heard him sigh as he wrapped his arms around me.
“Thank you for…last night,” I said.
“There’s nothing to thank me for,” he said quietly as he kissed the top of my head.
“Yes there is. You helped me and then you beat him,” I said shaking my head.
“I did that because I love you. I don’t need your thanks for that,” he said as he tilted my head up to look at him. I kissed him gently before standing up.
“Where are you going,” he asked me.
“I need to change.”
“Why?”
“Would you like me to stay in my pajamas all day,” I asked as I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
“I guess not,” he said as he frowned. “I have a great idea,” he exclaimed after a minute.
“Really? What’s your idea?”

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