Instead of the friendship that we started out with, I’ve gradually started to resent him. He has the life he wants, whereas I’m stuck in limbo wanting to be with someone else.
That someone else held me tonight, cherished me. As usual though, I’d run before I got too attached.
The gentle breeze cools my heated skin. The peace doesn’t last too long as I find Greg climbing into his truck. When he catches sight of me he hesitates and jumps down, making his way over to me. “I came looking for you a few minutes ago.” He sneers, letting his words hang in the open.
He saw me dancing with Aiden.
“I saw you…my wife,” he sneers. “My wife,” he growls, “wrapped up in another guy.”
“Yes, I was. What difference does it make to you? Everyone knows you can’t keep your pants zipped. Even tonight you went off with him,” I counter, standing my ground.
Greg inhales and exhales before he turns and climbs into his truck. “Get Aiden to give you a ride home,” he growls before slamming his door and turning the ignition.
Stunned, standing there like an idiot, I watch him leave a trail of dust behind him.
The tears that I thought were over with return full force and fall down my face as I try to suffer in silence.
That doesn’t work as I hear a voice call out, “Hey, can you hear me?”
Mateo?
My head snaps around.
“We just want to help you,” Aiden’s voice follows.
My heart stops and jumps with excitement. “Aiden?”
“Sarah?” He paused. “Where are you?”
I don’t need to answer because Aiden appears in front of me as I walk around the front of a large truck.
Aiden doesn’t slow until he stops mere inches from touching me.
“He left me here,” I whisper.
“Thank fuck!” Aiden wraps his arms around me and pulls me tightly against his chest.
I’m where I want to be, and after a slight hesitation, I wrap my arms around Aiden’s neck and bury my face in the curve of his shoulder, crying into him.
“Sarah,” Aiden breathes deeply. “Let’s go inside the house.”
I nod.
Aiden leads me into his family’s home and I blindly follow him to what I presume is his room.
“Sorry.” He quickly moves some of his things around.
He looks as nervous as I feel at being alone in his room, which makes me giggle and startles him. “I’m sorry. It’s, um, been a while since I was in a boy’s room.” I giggle again and look out of his bedroom window. The reflection in the glass shows me that Aiden approaches as he tosses his jacket and tie on the bed.
I turn, and he doesn’t stop moving until he’s directly in front of me. “Do you want to tell me why he left you the way he did?” Aiden asks, brushing the hair back from my face in a gentle caress.
Reaching out, I lay my hand against Aiden’s chest. He closes his eyes and shudders in reaction before his green eyes focus on me again. I feel his heart racing beneath my hand.
“He saw me with you,” I admit.
Aiden curses under his breath. “Do you want me to talk to him?” He takes the one remaining step into me.
His chest brushes against mine, sending bolts of desire straight to my nipples and Aiden’s body answers when his throbbing erection hardens, and nestles against my belly.