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His fingers tangle into my hair, massaging my scalp, and awakening tingles at the bottom of my stomach. The touch is so gentle, I’m tempted to close my eyes and go back to sleep.
My self-preservation is the only thing that stops me. Being close to Aiden is never that simple.
Lowering my guard is about the worst disservice I can do for myself.
He’s manipulative and unpredictable and those facts drag me to the edge every time I want to relax.
Yes, my heart and body are itching and breaking to be with him. They’re sending all the right signals, too: flutters, tingles, pheromones.
Those play for the loser team, though and the strategist, aka my brain, wouldn’t let them have their way.
Aiden’s fingers pause on my scalp as if he can feel my next move before I make it.
I roll to my side and sit up, inching to the other half of the sofa. Pretending to push my hair back, I compose myself.
The urge to throw myself into his arms overwhelms me. It’s like an animal clawing and screeching to be set free.
It takes every ounce of willpower to keep my distance.
“Don’t.” The harshness in his voice startles me from my thoughts.
I peek at him. The sombre expression on his handsome face takes me aback.
“Don’t what?” I’m genuinely confused.
“Don’t pull away from me.”
“I’m not pulling away.”
“I call bullshit. You’re going Frozen on me again.”
“Don’t you think you deserve it?” I glare at him.
“The only thing I deserve is you.”
“Newsflash, Aiden. You barely gave me a reason to be all warm and cosy with you. Now that my head is in the game, it’s hard to see you in a positive light.”
“Is that so?”
No. It’s a lie. No matter how much it’d be logical to stay away from him, I know deep down, in the dark corners of my soul, being with Aiden is the only thing that makes me whole.
He completes me.
And not in a Disney kind of way. His darkness speaks to me on levels that scare the bejesus out of me.
So, yeah, I might be playing my last running away card. What? A girl has to look out for herself.
“You said you’ll take me home later.” I smother my skirt. “It’s later now.”
“Fuck that.” He grabs my hands in his. A jolt of electricity shoots down my spine.
No, no, no.
He needs to stop touching me if any of this will work.
Before I can pull my hand away, he places my palm on his chest. My eyes widen at his wild heartbeat. I always forget how erratic Aiden’s heartbeat can go.
Like thunderstorms.
