Aiden: Hey, just checking that you’re okay.
Alice: I’m fine. Thank you, I typed back quickly as I sat up in the bed. I wanted to ask him where Elizabeth was, but I didn’t dare.
Aiden: We never got to finish our conversation.
Alice: Oh, we didn’t?
Aiden: No. Can we chat later?
Alice: Aren’t you going to be busy?
Aiden: Busy with what?
Alice: Work, I typed, even though that wasn’t what I was talking about.
Aiden: I don’t have to be in court today.
Alice: Okay. That’s not what I was talking about!
Aiden: So are you available to chat?
Alice: What time?
Aiden: Whenever you’re free is good with me.
Alice: I see.
Aiden: Unless you’re going to be busy.
Alice: With what?
Aiden: Scott.
My jaw dropped. I couldn’t believe that he had actually typed that.
Aiden: So will you be free or busy?
Alice: I’m free. There is nothing between Scott and me.
Aiden: Good.
Alice: Why good?
Aiden: You don’t need to be playing games with Scott and myself.
Alice: What about you and Elizabeth? I couldn’t stop myself.
Aiden: What about her?
Alice: How can you date her and kiss me?
Aiden: That is part of the reason why we need to talk.
Alice: I see.
Aiden: Can I call you now?
Alice: No, I’m busy, I lied as I lay back in my pillows.
Aiden: Okay, so tonight?
Alice: What about tomorrow?
Aiden: Alice, I swear to God you’re the most confusing girl I’ve ever met.
Alice: I don’t think you’re confusing.
Aiden: If I was there I’d put you over my knee and spank you.
Alice: You’d like that, wouldn’t you?
Aiden: I think you’d like it more.
Alice: Do you now? I grinned at the phone. There was no doubt in my mind now. Aiden was definitely a kink-master in the bedroom.
Aiden: I guess we’ll have to wait and see.
Alice: And you’re calling me confusing? I shook my head at the phone. Everything in me was telling me that he was flirting with me.
Aiden: I wouldn’t be confusing if it wasn’t for you.
Alice: What does that mean?
Aiden: It means that you my dear, Alice have affected me much more than you think.
Alice: Oh? How?
Aiden: You’ll have to wait to find out.
Alice: Okay. I was itching to tell him to just call me now. I wished that he would just call me and be done with it.
Aiden: Have a good day.
Alice: Thanks, you too. Was that it? Argh. I was irritated that he was just going to stop chatting when it was getting good.
Aiden: I’ll see you tomorrow at flag football.
Alice: Ok. Wait, what? Was he calling me tonight or not?
Aiden: I’m glad you’re feeling better.
Alice: Thank you.
Aiden: You need to take better care of yourself.
Alice: I do.
Aiden: Get eight hours of sleep and eat your veggies.
Alice: Yes, Dad.
Aiden: There are better nicknames you can call me.
Alice: Like what?
Aiden: You’ll see.
Alice: Like Sir? I typed and laughed, wondering what his face looked like as he read the message.
Alice: Or Master? I typed again and waited for his response.
Aiden: Whatever you like. :)
Alice: Aiden Taylor!!
Aiden: That works as well! :)
Alice: Fine. Whatever. See you tomorrow.
Aiden: Yes. And we’ll chat after.
Alice: We’ll see, I typed, feeling annoyed.
Aiden: Have a good day, Alice. I know I will. My lips are still tingling from your kisses last night.
Alice: I hope you didn’t catch anything.
Aiden: Is there something you need to tell me?
Oops. I guess my quick-witted diss was really a diss to myself.
Alice: Funny. Not.
Aiden: Call me if you need anything.
Alice: Thanks. I will. I put my phone down on the bed and lay back and stared at the ceiling. All of a sudden I felt better. Confused still, but better. Maybe Aiden really did like me. And maybe I really did have a chance. Maybe, just maybe, I could let him see that he was the one for me and I was the one for him. I just hoped that Elizabeth Jeffries would just disappear, along with my insecurities.
Chapter Eight
Football Is a Dance of Seduction
The best feeling in the world is when a guy you like likes you. The second best feeling in the world is when another guy likes you and makes that guy jealous. The only part that can make these best feelings the worst feelings in the world is if you also like the second guy. There is nothing worse than being attracted to two guys and having them both like you. Trust me, I know. Well, I guess I’m stretching that a bit. I don’t know if they both like me, like me. And I don’t really like like both of them. I really like one of them and the other one just makes me feel good; and that might not even be because he likes me. I don’t really know, if I’m honest. What I do know is that they both act like they kinda like me when I see them on the football field. And yeah, what does that really mean? There are so many men who like to flirt just for flirting’s sake. It doesn’t mean they actually like you.
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“How do you ask a man to dominate you?” I whispered to Liv as we made our way onto the field. “How do you bring that up casually?”
“It seems like he might already know that you want that,” Liv said as she gazed at me with a huge grin.
“Well, I don’t think he does.”