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He nods. “Maybe.”
God, do things really have to be so awkward? We have got to figure out a way to handle things like this if we’re going to live together. I have tits. His face is tailor-made to induce butterflies. We’ll deal with it.
“Well, anyway,” he says. “I guess I’d better get Sophie up to—”
“Can I ask you something?”
I shouldn’t, probably. I know that. But it’s been on my mind all day, and watching him try so hard not to look at me doesn’t make it feel any better.
He doesn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
“What—” I have to take a deep breath for courage. “What were you going to say this morning? Before Sophie came in.”
His mouth opens only to close, lips pressing together for a brief moment before he answers quietly, “I was going to tell you that I was. Avoiding you. I’m sorry.”
“Oh.” Definitely not what I expected, I think. “I mean, I get it. It was sort of awkward.”
“No, I mean—” He makes a frustrated sound. “I was afraid you felt uncomfortable. I didn’t want to make it worse.”
“I... oh. I mean... I didn’t. Stuff happens, right? It wasn’t that big of a deal.”
“Right,” he says. “Okay. Good. I’m glad you don’t... feel uncomfortable.”
“I don’t,” I assure him. “I just don’t want things to be weird between us. We’re bound to have some mishaps here and there, in a situation like ours.”
His eyes meet mine, less hesitant than before. “You’re right. I’m sorry if I made things worse.”
“Don’t.” I wave him off. “I’ll, ah, try to be more careful too. There will be no more nipple-related incidents in this house.”
Shit.
I really had meant it as a joke, but the minute it’s out of my mouth, I’m cursing my complete lack of filter when I’m nervous. Aiden’s eyes widen a fraction, and his throat moves subtly with a swallow, and the nod he gives me is wooden, like it’s forced.
“Right,” he answers, his voice lower than a moment ago. “That would be... Yeah.”
Cassie, you really are a class A dipshit sometimes.
“Anyway... I guess I’d better get to bed.”
“Sure.” Aiden nods again, just as rigid as before. “I’ll get Sophie upstairs too.”
“She’s heavier than she looks,” I tease.
“Mm-hmm.”
Despite what he says, he doesn’t move as I squeeze past him, and I give him an awkward wave before slipping inside my bedroom and closing the door behind me. I don’t know why the universe is intent on making things weird between Aiden and me, but it’s doing a great job of it. Then again... it’s just a bathing suit. ThisisCalifornia. It’s something Aiden has surely seen a thousand times. Right. It’s no big deal.
Apparently brushing off awkward incidents with my hot boss is just my nightly routine now.
Great.
It’s a complete accident. I’ve done well so far to keep it out of view, and now that one of my top subscribers has seen it—I feel too exposed, embarrassed, even.
“I know it looks awful.”
My hand reaches over my shoulder, my fingers grazing the rough skin of the scar that is seared there. I realize I’m sitting here, post orgasm, waiting for him to log off and stop coming back for these private shows.
“I don’t think it looks awful at all,” he says finally, and his tone leaves no room for a lie. I feel my anxiety lessening, even more so when he speaks again.“I have a scar, too, you know.”
