(Jessamine’s POV)“Aiden…” I bit my bottom lip, seeing an Adonis stepping out of the bathroom.He halted and met my eyes. “Did you have another nightmare?” He asked worriedly.When I nodded, Aiden advanced to the bed and sat, facing me, instead of walking toward the closet to get his clothes. He didn’t mind that he was not wearing anything except for his boxer brief.I began to cry and threw my arms at him, sliding my arms around his neck. Then I lost myself in him. As our bodies were pressed together, little currents of pleasure rocketed everywhere, and I could not help moaning as he began to play with my fingers and grazed my arm, stopping on my shoulders.I didn’t know what got me. I found myself crawling into his lap and molding my lips to his mouth, kissing him with need and passion. Shivers of excitement coursed through me as his tongue met mine, touching and dancing, almost making me crazy. I felt Aiden smile when I moaned in his mouth, ignoring me when I groaned as his lips le
(Aiden’s POV)Deborah and Xavier exchanged glances, wondering how quiet we were at the dining table during breakfast. At first, I thought she would let this slide, ignoring us, not talking, not even looking at each other.“Hey, Charlie,” Deborah called to the puppy sitting on the rag and biting the edge of the cloth.Charlie stopped playing and looked at her, tilting his head to his side, recognizing her call.“Did something happen last night?” She asked as she lifted her mug.Instead of answering, our puppy returned to what he thought was more interesting, biting the rag. Perhaps even if he could talk, he knew the drill, and that would be not telling Deborah or Xavier what he saw last night. Charlie woke up when Jessamine stepped out of the bedroom and whimpered for a while, sensing something was wrong with us, but when we returned, he curled back into his bed and went back to sleep.“Nothing happened last night,” I muttered.“Something happened last night,” Jessamine sighed, standin
(Aiden’s POV)Charlie ran to the bathroom door when I unfastened the leash from his collar. He must have sensed Jessamine inside. He wagged his tail and then sat, waiting patiently for her to open the door. She would be pleased to hear that Charlie’s first-morning walk seemed delightful because he had already made friends with some of the tenants’ children playing in the garden.The marketing plan and the research she mentioned earlier were in her bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, scanning the contents and flipping the pages. I glanced over my shoulder, wanting to knock on the door to tell Jessamine her marketing plan was well-written and well-researched.I stood up and walked toward the coffee table, bringing the documents with me and taking my cell phone vibrating in my pocket. I placed the wireless Bluetooth earphone and answered the call immediately while my eyes were still on the paper.“Sasha,” I muttered.“Good evening… Er… good morning?” she greeted in her usual chirpy voice,
(Aiden’s POV)“Yes? You need help with something else?” I asked.My heart pounded hard, hoping she didn’t need my help putting on her clothes. I was running out of control in my system, and if she asked that, I feared I might pull her out of the bathroom and make love with her.A charming smile appeared on her lips as she shook her head. “I just want to say thank you, and I’m sorry.”“It’s okay.” It was not okay.I exited her bedroom and went out again for a walk. With a frown on my face, I felt restless and frustrated with my decision to see Jessamine again after being separated from her for many years. I paced along the pavement to think.Escaping from my extravagant life, reliving my old name, Aiden Anderson, and reuniting with her to help her steer her life’s direction were my reasons for returning to Carterville. I thought it would do me good, but it didn’t. I did not realize I would endanger our friendship by coming back.I missed her so much, and for almost ten years, I ached f
(Aiden’s POV)“What’s wrong with my clothes?” Jessamine asked with a shrug.She sat on the single sofa, bringing her white sneakers. Charlie approached her shoes, sniffing them at first, then he lay down and began chewing the shoelace.“Hey!” She chuckled, ignoring me, and took Charlie’s chew toy from the center table, giving it to him. “Play with your toy, not my shoelace, okay? I can’t be late.”If it were only me, I wouldn’t mind, but any man would take advantage of her as she was wearing a halter-neck, sleeveless white crop top, and black mini skirt. Jessamine let her dark amber hair fall freely on her back and put on light makeup and lipstick, but her clothes bothered me the most. Her skin on her waist waved hello to me as she leaned forward to tie her shoelace.“Here’s my key,” Deborah walked toward her, giving her the key and a paper bag with cupcakes inside. “And Aiden, stop looking at your best friend like that. This is a free country. She can wear whatever she wants.” She ro
(Aiden’s POV)“I have a heart problem,” the man coming out of nowhere muttered, smiling at Jessamine.I was too focused on the sexy doctor beside me that I didn’t notice where he came from. A patient? A staff? Another doctor? Eyeing him, I realized he looked more like a doctor than a patient. He must be in his mid-thirties, a good-looking fellow, but he was gazing at my best friend like she was a sweet delicacy.“Oh,” Jessamine exclaimed, standing up and blushing as she smiled back at the man. “I think you have a healthy heart, Christian.”He chuckled and shook his head. “Not after you broke my heart, Jess.”“Ha! Ha!” She rolled her eyes. “I did not break your heart.” Jessamine looked at me. “Don’t believe him.”I pursed my lips, unsure why she had to explain herself. My eyebrows knitted, and my eyes narrowed, studying him and racking my brain for his name in all her letters to me. There was no Christian in her list of ex-boyfriends. Returning to Carterville is discovering Jessamine,
(Aiden’s POV)Jessamine chatted animatedly with the male staff pushing the wheelchair for Mr. Douglas toward the car. I sneered, annoyed to see my best friend and Mr. Douglas laughing. He must be telling a joke because the older man with them pressed his palms on his stomach as he continued to laugh.“Thank you, Vincent,” Jessamine said, opening the car door for Mr. Douglas.“Anything for you, Jess. He smiled, pulling the wheelchair to his side. “So, Friday evening?” He sounded hopeful.“Of course,” My best friend smiled sweetly at him. “Seven sharp. Don’t tell my brother,” she winked.“I won’t. He’ll kill me,” he chuckled and bent to wave at Mr. Douglas. “I’ll see you next month, Mr. Doug.”“See me on Friday before you leave. I’ll give you some advice.” He was grinning as he buckled his seatbelt.My tongue touched the inside of my cheek as I held my patience. My blood was boiling in anger because Jessamine treated me like I was not there. She didn’t even bother to introduce me to him
(Jessamine’s POV)It was past midnight already, but Aiden was not home yet. I sighed worriedly and glanced at the time on my cell phone. Where on earth did he go? He wasn’t my responsibility. He’s a grown-up man who could handle himself, but still, I could not help worrying about him. When I got tired of pacing the living room, I went out and sat on the porch steps and would stand up if I heard a car or footsteps, hoping it was him.I glanced over my shoulder when I heard the door behind me open. Deborah yawned as she tilted her head from side to side.“Still not answering your call?” She asked, looking sleepy as she sat beside me.I shook my head.“I didn't need to ask what happened. Mr. Douglas told me everything. Even he was upset with you. Why did you tell Derek Aiden’s your cousin? And… Do you know what disappoints me? You don’t even like Derek, so why did you agree to go out with him?”“I was angry with Aiden,” I muttered.“You’re angry because…” she arched her brows while waiti