He left his number, hung up, and tossed his phone onto the kitchen table.
“Really?” I rolled my eyes at him.
“I figure it’s best if she knows what she’s getting into,” Aiden explained. “I’m a cranky son-of-a-bitch.”
“No, you aren’t.”
“I can be,” he argued but didn’t meet my eyes as he spoke. “I don’t want to do this, Chloe. I will, but I don’t want to.”
His hands were shaking a little, just enough for me to notice. I stepped up beside him and placed my hand on his shoulder.
“Do you want to talk to me about it?” I asked softly. We’d spent some time talking about Cayden over the last day, but it was clearly painful for him.
“No.” He leaned back in the chair and rubbed the heels of his hands in his eyes. “Not today.”
“We need to find something fun to do, then,” I suggested. “Maybe we need to ride a whale or go skinny dipping with piranhas.”
That made him laugh.
“Maybe slightly less adventurous,” Aiden said with a smirk.
“Outside sounds good. Maybe start with a walk on the beach?”
“Don’t you have enough shells by now?” Aiden got up from the table and place
d his coffee cup in the sink.
All right, he had a point. I’d found one of his empty moving boxes and nearly filled it with shells I had found in the sand.
“Well, it would be nice to do something outdoors,” I replied. “What were you thinking of?”
“There are a few indoor games I know.” Aiden waggled his eyebrows at me.
“You have a one-track mind!” I accused.
“Hide the cock is a great game.” He wrapped his arms around me and backed me into the wall separating the kitchen from the living room. He found my neck with his lips and started running kisses up to my ear. “I know just the place, too. You’ll never find it.”
“I have the feeling I’ll be able to tell where it is.”
“I can be very sneaky,” he said.
“But not very subtle!”
His hands trailed up my sides, and he started wriggling his fingers, tickling my sides. I was insanely ticklish and immediately pushed at his hands and tried to escape.
“Stop it!” I screeched, but I couldn’t stop laughing. I ducked under his arm and ran for the living room. There were too many boxes around to move very quickly, and he was right behind me.
“Not a chance!” Aiden grabbed me around the waist and tackled me to the ground. I landed safely on the carpet with his arms wrapped around me.
In the kitchen, Aiden’s phone went off, but he ignored it.
Aiden rolled me onto my back, and his mouth was on mine a moment later, but he kept tickling me while simultaneously trying to push my shorts down. I kept screeching. He paused for a moment to let me catch my breath, and I heard the distinct sound of tires on the stone driveway as the phone began to ring again.
“Cut it out!” I squealed as he managed to get his hand into the front of my shorts. “Your phone is ringing, and someone’s here!”
“Don’t care,” he said. His fingers were sliding between my legs, rubbing against my clit and causing me to feel lightheaded.
“Aiden!”