“What’s the change of heart?” I whispered, tugging on his shirt and playing the fabric with my fingers. Just the other day he doesn’t want me. And now he’s acting like this?
Instead of answering me, he pulled me close to him, burying my face on his chest as his arm snaked around my waist. He smelled my hair and I can hear his heart beating faster.
My own heartbeat deafening me as well. I felt thousands of electricity run down my spine as the hair all over my body rise. Damn. I loved how this feels.
In the end, he did not answer my question.
“You smell so damn good.”
I gulped from how my blood went up to my cheeks at his comment. I pressed my face more to his chest, inhaling his scent.
“You, too.” I said.
His arm tightened its hold on my waist as a low whimper escaped my lips. He groaned because of that.
If he feels this affected towards me then why won’t he claim me?
I suddenly thought about the words I heard from him.
‘I won’t let you mess on my head.’
That’s what he said to me earlier. But what does that mean?
Is he scared of my effects on him? Is he scared to let me in his heart too deep?
I can’t let go of the thought that his father was liked that with his mother. Is that the root of this?
I wanted to ask but I can’t find the courage to do so. I’m not sure if I’m allowed to go down that subject. Yet.
“What do you like to know about me?” I whispered, pushing him away from me and readying myself for the talk but he did not move a bit. If anything, his hug even tightened. “Are we gonna talk like this?”
He chuckled a little as he nuzzled on my hair. “I want to, ” then he pulled away, finally giving us some space. “but this position will make it harder for me to control myself.”
I blushed when wild ideas run on my head, he smirked at my reaction.
“You’re done crying now?”
I snorted with the way his tone and facial expression as he questioned me. He is laughing at me! Did I amuse him by being a crybaby over his family’s tale?
“Stop teasing me!” I pushed him away further because the distance between us didn’t get justice at all.
Aiden’s laugh filled the room that made me froze for a bit, recording the moment in my mind. His first ever laugh with me.
I hit his chest with my palm, my face is already red from embarrassment yet he won’t stop laughing.
“Tell me when you’ll stop.” I said and rolled my eyes as I get on my feet, leaving him on his bed. I’m not angry, okay? I just can’t contain the embarrassment I am feeling.
“Okay. I’ll stop, I’m sorry.” He grabbed my wrist to stop me from walking away.
I turned to look at him and I saw his pursed lips from biting the inside of his cheek. Argh! How can this guy have different faces? He looks so childish now, it irritates me.
“Where were we?”
I was about to tell him off when my stomach growled. I closed my eyes shut as blood started rising up my cheeks again. Damn it! Why did he have to be with me when I’m being ridiculously embarrassing?
“Okay, we’re hungry.” He said chuckling.
He stood up and pushed me out of the room, towards the kitchen.
I cannot argue with him after what he just heard. Damn. Can any of this be more awkward as it is?
“What will you cook for me?” he asked. Oh no! I don’t know how to cook!
“I’m the one who’s hungry!” I said and that was supposed to sound like complaining but it turned out defensive.
We stopped when we reached the kitchen, his hands are still on my shoulders where he grabbed to push me.
“Hmm… Aurea’s not lying then.” he said then let go of me before walking passed me straight to the refrigerator, grabbing a few stuff in there.
“About what?” I curiously asked as I sat down on the chair. It looks like he’s gonna cook something for me and that’s better than him knowing I don’t know how to cook.
“She said you can’t cook.”
All my hopes of not being found slapped me in the face. Aurea!!! Why did she have to report everything to Aiden!?
My face felt like burning and damn him for looks enjoying the moment!
“I guess you don’t need a ‘talk’ to know me more, huh?” I rolled my eyes and slumped on the chair. I’ll remember to have a talk with Aurea.
“It’s okay if you can’t cook, Ashira.” he said. I just snorted and put my head on the table. I can’t argue anymore, I’m famished. I’ll remember not to cry too much, it’s making me hungry.
Aiden started prepping the food and I’m amazed by how fast his hands were. We’re both busy when the doorbell rang.
“I’ll go get it.” I jumped and started running to the entrance.
“Wait!” a loud growl from Aiden made me stop followed by his inhuman speed. In a blink, he’s in front of me.
His eyes are dark and he seems upset. Who’s at the door?
“I’ll get it. Stay here.” his voice is deep and intimidating, I froze.
His change of manner confused me. I tried smelling the air if the guest is someone I know.
Wait.
It’s Nick!
I can smell him! He is the visitor! But why did Aiden reacted that way?
I wonder how Nick is! The last time I saw him was the other night from the mapping ball.
I decided to walk to the door, careful of my steps.
“You’re forbidden to be here.” Aiden’s voice was scary. He sounded angry and irritated. Don’t tell me its still because of the dance?
I stepped even closer and saw Nick standing outside the door.
“You turned off your phone, man. I can’t reach your mind, too. What else would I do?” Nick scratched the back of his head as he said that.