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My dear sister shrugs her shoulders and squints her eyes like she’s trying to remember.
“No one to my recollection.” She replies.
Oh, come on. Can’t she tell when I’m trying to get Abigail off my back? Throw me a bone here, sis.
“Let’s get the salad going. I’m sure everything else will be done soon.” I need them busy with a task and off my back.
“Ah, my specialty,” Kasey chimes. “Did I ever tell you about the time I made lasagna for Donovan? I thought for sure I could do it with no problem. I’ve seen Mom do it plenty. Boy, was I wrong.” I laugh. Glad I’m not the only sister who didn’t inherit Mom’s cooking skills.
Dinner was delicious, just like I knew it would be. Honestly, you can’t go wrong with steak, in my opinion. Abigail and Jackson kept the bickering to a minimum for the rest of the night and the PDA between my sister and Donovan was thankfully also kept minimal. I had to play referee between Abigail and Jackson a few times, changing the subject every time they would start in on each other. Thank God it worked. That isn’t always the case with those two.
I caught quite a few not so friendly looks from Aiden aimed at Jackson. I really hope this won’t become an issue. Jackson and I have grown close over the last few months. He’s like an older brother to me, same as Donovan. On the plus side, I’ve never seen his ass while he’s been plowing into my sister, so I’m a little more comfortable around him.
Everyone left a few minutes ago, so Aiden and I begin to clean-up before hitting the sack. Separately of course. I’ve learned he’s a bit of a clean freak. I don’t know if it’s from his time in the military or if his mama just raised him right. It certainly won’t get any complaints from me.
We’re standing next to each other while I wash the wine glasses and salad bowl as he dries. I’ll admit I have a healthy buzz and I’m feeling playful. I splash Aiden with some suds in the sink from my side.
“Oops. Hand slipped.” I give him a wide smile and continue washing the glasses. He turns the faucet on and grabs the little sprayer thingy like he’s going to help rinse, but instead, he unleashes the water on the side of my face.
“Oops. Hand slipped.” Oh, the man has jokes. Suddenly, it’s a mad grab for the sprayer while water is flying all over the kitchen, Aiden getting a grip on it just before I do.
“Oh, look at the mess you’re making, Sunshine. I’m not cleaning this one up.” He’s laughing as I keep grabbing at the sprayer while he continues turning it on and off, soaking everything in the process.
“You have an unfair advantage, with your top-secret ninja skills.” I’m laughing so hard I’m getting a side stitch and quickly becoming winded from the effort and the laughter.
“Top-secret ninja skills? Sorry, love, but you only have the Royal Marines to blame for my skills. No Ninja training there.”
Finally, I’ve gotten it from his grasp until he somehow moves behind me, pinning my arms to my sides, and grabs the nozzle from my grip once again, pointing it right at my face.
“You’re in a precarious position now. Do you surrender?” He waves the nozzle back and forth, teasing like he’s going to spray me again if I give him the wrong answer. I’m breathing hard, trying to catch my breath, giddy with excitement at seeing this wonderfully playful side of Aiden.
“Yes, yes! I give up. Your ninja skills are too much for me.” I move back a hair and feel the hard planes of Aiden’s chest against my back. My laughter begins to fade as another emotion takes root. Desire.
He’s laughing as he returns the nozzle to its rightful place, and I catch my breath. I turn to face him, barely an inch separating us. He looks down at me, his eyes light with laughter. My hair is a mess and both of us are soaked through our clothes, smiling like fools. He tucks a lock of my hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering on my neck.
“It’s nice to see you laugh, Sunshine. It’s a good look on you.”
“It’s nicetolaugh. It’s been a while.“ I lean into his touch and close my eyes for a moment. What would it be like to do this every night with him? To be able to touch him and have him touch me freely and intimately. To see where this attraction I feel for him takes us. These likely one-sided thoughts won’t do me any good, but I can’t help but wonder.You know what they say about curiosity though, girl.
Looking up at him, I see the heat in his gaze, and the air is suddenly thick between us. I don’t know who moves first, but in an instant, his lips are covering mine and my arms are wrapped around his middle. Both of his hands are on each side of my neck, holding me in place while he absolutely devours my mouth. All rational thought leaves my head and I lose myself to the sensations. I love kissing. I always have. And goddamn, does this man know how to kiss.
He slows down and we pull apart, breathing heavily, both of us wearing matching expressions of surprise and confusion.
“Aiden—“
“Lindsey—“ We start at the same time.
“Sorry, you first.” He pulls away as if giving me the floor.
“I think I’m a little drunk and a whole lot turned on, but I don’t think we should take this any further tonight.” Who is this girl making these rational adult decisions? He doesn’t look at all disappointed. Dare I say, relieved? Huh, that’s a first from a guy.
“Agreed. We’ve both had a bit to drink.” He’s only had two beers. Maybe he’s looking for a way to chalk it up to drunken shenanigans. I’m not sure how I feel about that. I would have liked to see a little disappointment in his eyes. Maybe a slight pout? He seems too collected for my ego to handle, damaged as it is.
“Okay, I’m going to head to bed. Good night.” I need to make my escape before he sees the redness I’m sure is climbing up to my cheeks. Stepping around him, I make my way to my room, knowing I’m leaving him with the mess and not caring. God, what was I thinking? I throw myself dramatically on my bed and moan into my pillow as embarrassment washes over me, heating my face and traveling through my entire body.Why, Lindsey, why?Kissing Aiden was insanely hot, but also impetuous and irresponsible. I swore this wasn’t going to happen, and here I am doing the exact opposite.
I have to start making healthy, adult decisions. But changing old habits isn’t the easiest thing ever. Someday, I’ll learn to control my impulses that get me into trouble. Too bad I couldn’t have learned it, say fifteen minutes ago.
Chapter six
