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He sits on the bench, elbows resting on his thighs and fingers interlacing at his chin. He watches me with darkened heat as if I’m putting on an erotic show for him.
Oh, and he’s doing that while stark naked.
I couldn’t escape his gaze even if I wanted to. It penetrates my skin and flows into my blood.
It takes everything in me not to watch him.
My cheeks heat.
The fact that he watches me as I change my clothes is a different level of intimacy. For Aiden, it seems as if mundane things like buttoning my skirt or my bra is the show of the day.
My gaze falls on my scar, and I step behind a row of the lockers to finish dressing without combusting.
A light chuckle reaches me from the other side before a rustling of clothes follows.
Finally.
It should be a crime that he walks around naked like that.
It isn’t until he drags me to the car park that I start thinking about the meaning behind his words in the shower.
No way in hell am I going to let him take me in the car. I barely escaped his caveman clutches in the school — a place full of people. Who knows what he’ll do if he takes me somewhere no one can find me?
I come to a screeching halt in front of his Ferrari and yank my arm from his.
He stops, too, and looks between me and his car. “I thought you wanted to know the story.”
I fold my arms over my chest. “You can tell me here. I don’t have to get into your car.”
“Tough shit, sweetheart. You have to get into my car to know the story.”
I bite my lower lip and my hands ball into fists. He knows I’m desperate for answers, and he’s using it against me in the most brutal way possible.
If I go with him, I don’t know what the hell he’ll do. But am I ready to throw away my only chance to know about my past?
Even my therapy sessions with Dr Khan will become useless if I keep blocking myself.
“I’m almost sure you don’t mean to seduce me.” Aiden tilts his head to the side, eyes darkening. “But you are.”
I follow his gaze. With my hands folded, my breasts push against my shirt in which there’s an undone button. My bra and the line of my breast show through.
“Perv.” I turn away from him and button the shirt. “It’s because of you that I dressed in a rush.”
His grin widens. “Hmm. Do I unsettle you that much, sweetheart?”
Yes, dickhead.
But I don’t tell him that and huff instead.
“Get in the car.” He points at his Ferrari. “We don’t have all day.”
An idea comes to mind. I lift my head. “I won’t get into the same seat Silver used. Who knows what she left in there?”
“Your jealousy is showing.”
“What? No.” It was meant as a jab so he’d give up trying to get me into his car. It wasn’t meant to show that I care about whoever he let ride in my seat.
“I know you’re possessive of me.” He steps closer like a predator. “Not as much as I’m possessive of you, but it’s close. The only difference is that you’re ashamed about showing it.”
