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“Don’t forget the coffee rule,” I call after him as he makes his way out of the bedroom.
“Never, love,” he replies, amusement lacing his voice.
A happy sigh escapes my lips. When was the last time I woke up actually looking forward to the day? I’m exhausted, but at the same time energized by this new feeling. I snuggle into his pillow like a total weirdo and inhale his scent. Sandalwood and spice. Mmm.
I lie here for a few minutes, replaying last night. Aiden lived up to every one of his promises, except for the number of orgasms. No, being the overachiever that he is he had to give me four, not just three. I don’t know if it was the sudden reemergence of my sex drive or just Aiden’s skills alone, but damn, that was the longest night of orgasms I’ve ever had. Every time I thought we were going to pass out from sheer exhaustion, Aiden would whisper in my ear, “Come here, love”, and we would begin all over again. What can I say? I’m a sucker for that accent and the raspy way he tells me all the delicious things he likes to do to my body.And I’m turned on again.
The smell of coffee finally rouses me from my musings, and I trudge into the kitchen for a cup of liquid gold. I spot Aiden on the patio, talking to someone on the phone. That all business stance of his is back and oh so sexy. The man is just as commanding in a suit as he is in a pair of jeans slung low on his hips, and knowing there’s nothing on under those jeans? Goddamn, I want to climb him and feel that beard between my thighs again. Like now.
He looks at me with appreciation in his gaze when he spots me leaning against the counter in one of his T-shirts, sipping my coffee. He wets his lips with his magical tongue and bites the bottom one like he’s thinking about all the things he wants to be doing right now instead of talking to whoever he’s on the phone with. His index finger twirls in a circle indicating he wants me to turn around. I comply, and slowly turn around for him so he can fully appreciate me in nothing but his t-shirt. When I’m facing him again, he’s slowly rubbing a hand over his chest, and the fire I see in his eyes is making me feel like there’s a rope between us getting tighter and tighter. My breaths become faster and shallow as I make my way to the patio, hypnotized by that commanding desire coming off him in waves.
Just then my cell phone rings, making me jump a little, knocking me out of my daze. I look toward the coffee table where I left my phone last night and see my sister’s name on the screen. I laugh to myself and look at Aiden, who has a wide smile on his face. He gives me a wink that promises dirty things in the very near future before turning around and resuming his phone call.
“Hey, sis, what’s going on?” I try to sound casual even though I’m feeling anything but.
“Oh nothing, just headed to the paper. Can I just say I love having a driver now so I can relax on the way instead of being in the back of a cab listening to cabbie yell at everyone on the road?” There are many perks to having a rich boyfriend that my sister doesn’t usually like to let herself indulge in. A personal driver isnotone of them.
“I just wanted to call and check in. See how everything is going.” Her voice is light and happy. It could be the car service she has now or her boyfriend putting the happiness in her voice. Whatever it is, I’m grateful for it.
“Everything’s good,” I answer, smiling as I sit down on the couch and relax back into the cushions.
“Okay, that’s good. Care to elaborate?” She chuckles into the phone. In the past, I’ve always kept my cards close to my chest where Kasey is concerned. After our dad passed, she was more of another mother figure, which made it hard for me to confide in her as a sister and friend. I’ve been working on changing that the last few months, knowing the distance in our relationship is a result of my shit, not her.
“Okay. Well, I slept with Aiden last night, so there’s that.” I figure ripping off the Band-Aid was the way to go. Hearing Kasey choke on her coffee is making me rethink that approach.
“I’m sorry, did I just hear you say you slept with Aiden? Your roommate Aiden? The one who Donovan decided would be a good match because he wasn’t a playboy, Aiden?” Someone isn’t as excited as I am about the recent development in our relationship.
“That would be the one, sister.” Irritation is prickling the back of my neck with her obvious displeasure at my news.
“To say I’m shocked is an understatement. We trusted him with you.” She sounds angry with him. Exactly how I would expect a mother hen to respond.
“Hey, I was there too. Maybe it was his virtue you should’ve been worried about. I am a grown woman, you know. Maybe I seduced him. Ever think of that?” I don’t know why I’m getting defensive of Aiden. It’s not like I’ve ever needed my sister’s approval before.
“I know, I know. I’m your big sister. I’ll always be protective of you. I’m sorry. You’ve just been through so much the last few months. I can’t help but be taken a little off guard. I didn’t realize anything was going on between you two. I mean, I saw how you two acted around each other at the dinner party, but I chalked it up to my overactive reporter brain.” Her soft and slightly confused tone has me less annoyed than I was a moment ago. It’s going to take both of us working on having more of a sisterly relationship, and right now I need to let go of her little outburst.
I tell her the entire story, from the kiss in the kitchen a couple nights ago to the misunderstanding to the incredible make-up. I leave out the details, of course. Some things I don’t need my sister knowing.
“He makes me feel like a somewhat normal person, ya know? Like I’m not damaged beyond repair by what happened. Even though it’s sometimes hard to think that myself. We both have shit to work through, but we can have this, too, while we do. When I’m with him it’s easier to see that I really am getting better. I feel safe.”
“That’s all I want for you, honey. That’s also how he should make you feel, and heaven help him if that ever changes. There will be hell to pay,” she replies darkly.
“Hey, wait a sec. If things go south, I don’t want Donovan getting involved and firing him or something. Not that I think he will, but seriously, Kasey, don’t get him involved.”
“Oh, I’m not talking about Donovan. I’m talking about Abigail.” We both laugh. That’s very true. Abigail may have started as Kasey’s friend, but she has become my other big sister who can be fierce as hell if she thinks anyone is hurting me or Kasey.
“Listen, we just pulled up to my building, so I have to go, but I’m glad for you, Lindsey. I haven’t heard you happy like this in a long while. I know firsthand the effect the love of a strong man can have.” She certainly does. My ears had to hear it too when she lived here.
“Whoa there, don’t start picking out china patterns just yet, sis. One step at a time.” Hopefully my warning is loud and clear
She laughs and I can picture her shrugging her shoulders like what she just said isn’t going about ten steps too far.
“We shall see. Love you, Linds,” she sings into the phone.
“Love you too. We’ll talk soon.”
I hang up, happy that I told her what’s going on. It’s something I’m getting used to, so I say this was a step in the right direction. Speaking of steps in the right direction, I think this is the perfect time to take another big one. If Aiden is game for it.
Chapter eleven
