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How were things going with Aiden?
Well, the sex is amazing, but that seems to be the only thing right between us at the moment, even though he makes me deliriously happy, and we apparently love each other. But I don’t want to admit that I love him—even to myself—because I keep having visions of him breaking my heart, and I’m trying to protect myself from getting hurt. Which isn’t really working because now he’s mad at me and I’m pretty sure we’re on the verge of breaking up, and I’m going to end up heartbroken anyway.
Obviously, she wasn’t going to unload that word vomit on Whitney on the woman’s wedding day, so she went with something vague, but that was still the truth. “He’s great.”
“Steve says you’re really good for him.”
Maybe at one point Dakota would have believed that, but for the last month, it’d felt like she’d been hurting him, which in turn, hurt her heart. The last thing she wanted was to be the cause of his unhappiness and dark aura.
When they’d first met, she’d thought the Universe had brought them together so she could help him heal and be ready for when the right woman came along.
Then he’d almost convinced hershewas the right woman.
Or maybe she’d wanted to be convinced.
But maybe it was time to look at things realistically and let him go so he could be happy.
Again, now was not the time to discuss this with her friend, so she gave another noncommittal reply. “We’ve really enjoyed our time together.”
Whitney was so deliriously happy she didn’t notice Dakota’s lack of response.
Steven appeared and wrapped his arm around his bride-to-be’s waist. “Here’s my future wife. I’ve been looking for you.”
Whitney was beaming when she looked up at him and replied. “Hi, future husband.”
He leaned down to kiss Whitney’s smiling mouth, and a vision of them joyful as they held blond babies in their arms flashed in Dakota’s head. There was such peace and serenity with it that Dakota had no doubt they were going to be happy together for the rest of their lives.
Then another vision appeared. This one was of her and Aiden holding hands and walking along the beach in light-colored clothing, happy, and for a moment, her heart felt full, and it almost seemed like she was being given the Universe’s blessing to let her guard down and wallow in her love for him.
Then that nasty vision of him walking away while she stood crying popped in her mind’s eye, like a bucket of ice water being poured on her head. She could feel the immense pain of the moment and decided there was no way she could go through that.
“I’ll see you two lovebirds later this afternoon,” she said when the woman making her omelet handed her a plate with her breakfast.
“Bye!”
“See you later!”
As Dakota walked to the table where Aiden sat, she was taken aback by how handsome he was, and a sense of sadness swept over her. She knew she’d done the right thing keeping him at a distance, even if it meant she was eventually going to lose him. Better to deal with things sooner rather than later before she was too far gone over him.
Or was that already a moot point?
****
Aiden
Steven and Whitney had chartered vans to take their guests to Chatham to attend the New Year’s Eve festival the town put on every year, so he and Dakota decided to do that instead of cross-country skiing.
They walked around holding hands as they listened to the many musical performances, but he was back to feeling like he did when they first met—like he was living on borrowed time with her.
Frankly, it sucked.
Fortunately, they only stayed a few hours before the vans returned them to the inn so everyone could get ready for the six o’clock wedding.
His jaw dropped when Dakota walked out of the bathroom at five thirty wearing a satin, royal-blue floor-length wrap dress that hugged her curves and a slit that ran to the middle of her right thigh. The tight bodice emphasized her spectacular tits and her sparkling silver stilettos completed the outfit.
The blue color was perfect with her ivory complexion and dark hair that she was wearing curled and styled around her shoulders. Her makeup was dramatic, like it had been the previous night, and her shiny red lips made his dick bob up and down when he pictured them wrapped around his shaft.
Her Y-pendant sapphire and rhinestone necklace was the exact color of her dress and hung spectacularly just above her cleavage. Her matching dangling teardrop earrings glimmered when the light reflected off them, making her look almost angelic—or downright sinful, he wasn’t sure which.
