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I shake my head.
Aiden is strict as fuck when it comes to my health. He’s more religious about my appointments than I am. He’s continuously studying about heart conditions like doctors with degrees.
He’s even considering taking a second course in medicine.
No kidding, he really is.
He steps in front of me, buttons my coat to my chin, removes his scarf and ties it snugly around my neck.
It smells of him, clean and masculine. I take a deep inhale, breathing him into my lungs.
Aiden takes my cold hand in his and blows warm air into them before he places them in my pockets.
I watch him with a smile on my face. This side of Aiden always gets me in a knot. He’s so caring and attentive, I actually have nightmares about a life without him.
He’s become such a constant I can’t breathe without anymore.
Forget love and adoration, Aiden is fucking air to me. He’s everything I want in life and more. For that reason alone, I move onto my tiptoes and plant a kiss on his lips.
He grins with boyish charm.
Aiden likes it when I surprise him with kisses or when I demand pleasure. He says it turns him on more than anything else.
“Come on, it’s cold.” He pulls on my cheek. “I need to get my wife home.”
Right. Home.
Our place is about a fifteen minutes’ drive from campus.
We spend it talking about classes while Aiden has his hand up my thigh. I’m lucky to be wearing jeans; if I was in a skirt, he’d be bringing me to orgasm by now.
Aiden is still Aiden. Boundless and shameless.
He drives me crazy. I swear I fall for him a little more every day. I fall in love with how he prepares breakfast for me every morning. How he takes me on a run and watches my heart rate through it. How he carries me to bed from my desk every night when I fall asleep on it. How he fucks me as if he can’t get enough of me.
I love his attentiveness and his protectiveness. Hell, I even love his possessiveness sometimes.
I love all of him.
We arrive at our place.
It’s a two-storey house with a small garden I take care of. Aiden bought the land next to us for our one-year anniversary. He said it’s a gift so I can build my first house.
Our actual house.
I’ve been going crazy since then, coming up with a thousand and one ideas. I’m even contemplating combining the two lands and having a blast with it.
For now, we live in a cosy house with an antique feel to it.
As soon as we’re inside, I stop to remove my coat. Aiden yanks off his jacket and jogs to the kitchen — for my meds, no doubt.
I study our house, the wooden flooring and the dark decor.
A tinge of arousal hits me at the memory of Aiden taking me in every corner of this house. On the sofa, against the counter, and even on the floor near the entrance.
This place is filled with so many heart-warming memories.
After hanging the coat and scarf onto the hook on the wall, I tiptoe towards the kitchen. Aiden stands at the counter fussing with pills. He still reads the label every time. There’s no risk of error with him.
