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Aiden
She didn’t close the damn door. It’s not completely open, but it’s not fucking shut. I was trying to stay busy on my phone because I could barely keep myself in check while she was walking around here in her giant-ass t-shirt. When she went into the bathroom, I thought it would be safe to look up.
But I wasn’t expecting the door to be cracked.
And I certainly wasn’t expecting to have a clear view of her standing in there.
She needs more time.
She needs more time.
She needs more goddamn time.
I shouldn’t look. I should go back to staring down at my phone.
But I can’t.
She isn’t even naked. She’s still dressed, and I can’t take my eyes off her. There’s something about the way that she carefully sets the clothes she plans to change into near the bathroom sink. Honestly, everything she does is captivating. It always has been. Even when we were in high school, she had a way about her. I felt like a dick the night I found her crying on her front porch because, even though she was sad, in my mind I had hit the jackpot. I was finally going to talk to her without my friends making stupid jokes in the background. In high school, talking to anyone different draws too much attention, and Claire and I were about as different as they come.
I’m so wrapped up in my thoughts that I almost don’t even notice that she’s caught me.
In the reflection of the mirror, Claire’s eyes are locked on mine, and it takes everything in me not to let my heel anxiously bounce against the floor.
I expect her to realize her mistake and scramble to close the door, looking flustered and cute.
But she doesn’t.
She looks back at the mirror and slowly takes the bottom hem of her shirt, calmly pulling it up and over her head.
Knowing that I’m watching.
She’s only wearing white cotton underwear and a matching bra now, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt more turned on. My mind races with all the things I’d like to do to her and her fucking tan lines, and it’s getting to be too much. There’s a drum in my chest, and it’s the only thing I can hear. It drowns out everything, all my reason, and all my fucking restraint.
52
Claire
I’m about to turn on the shower when, out of the corner of my eye, I see a figure leaning against the bathroom doorframe. My head snaps in his direction, and as usual, he’s impossible to read.
We both stare at each other for a long moment, and I’m suddenly overly aware of the fact that I’m wearing only my underwear in front of him. My instinct is to try to hide behind something, but I force myself to stay put.
Those blue eyes take me in from head to toe before he says, “Come here,” in a way that makes me obey without thinking.
I carefully pad across the bathroom floor until I’m standing in front of him. My entire body feels like there’s an electrical current going through it, but I do my best not to reveal it.
His gaze momentarily dips to my mouth before he says in a low voice, “Are you playing games with me, Claire?”
Breathless, I manage to say, “Maybe.”
His expression looks torn, but only for a second before I hear him mutter, “Okay, let’s play then,” and his mouth is on mine.
And he isn’t holding back.
Picking me up so that my legs wrap around his waist, he kisses me deeper, forcing a moan to escape me. My arms are around his neck, and I knot my fingers in his hair, tightening my grip on him.
Rounding the corner, Aiden effortlessly brings us into the closest bedroom, never breaking our kiss until he lays me on the bed. Holding his body over mine, he kisses my neck in a way that makes my entire body arch in response. I tug at his shirt, and he lets me pull it off him.
