OLIVIAI gaze out of the car window. I see the familiar houses and notice the silent street, I realize that the cab is almost at Aiden's house.Butterflies start fluttering in my stomach, and the corner of my mouth curls up into a lopsided smile.I can't help but smile. I can't help how excited I feel inside of me. Soon, I will be at Aiden's front door, and his brown eyes will meet mine, they will pierce through me, making me feel weak in the knees. Wait, what is happening to me? Why am I feeling this way? This is not the first time I have been to Aiden's house or seen him. Why do I feel this way?When it comes to Aiden, I act like I have never met him before. I act like I have never tasted his lips. I act like it is the first time we are meeting. I don't know why it is like this.I fish out my hand mirror from my purse, and check my face in the mirror. I also pull out my lip gloss, and apply it to my lips, still looking at myself in the mirror. I have become too girly these days.
OLIVIAStanding in front of me is Aiden fucking Blacksmith.Just him standing there is enough to make my eyes pop open and my mouth fall open, of course. I can't help it. I just don't know how to act normal around him. There he is, his chest bare and water dripping down from his hair. The only thing he is wearing is a pair of shorts.I look him up and down, my eyes taking in every detail. His hair is dripping wet. I almost want to run up to him and rake my fingers through it.I swallow hard, trying to get a grip on myself. I can't run up to him. He would think I am crazy. My eyes move lower, to his chest, where his pink nipples catch my eye.Why do they look good, though? It won't be bad to run my tongue over them. Oh damn, it is not a bad idea. My eyes move lower still."Olivia,"I look up sharply, cheeks burning. My tour of his smokin 'hot body has to end here.My hands ball into fists. I can't even bring myself to look him in the eyes. I keep my gaze fixed elsewhere. I am doing
OLIVIAMy mouth opens and closes, but no words come out. I can't speak. I gulp down a breath, trying to calm my nerves and clear my head.Is Aiden messing around with me, or is he being serious?Why would he want to take me out? What is his end game? What is going on in his head? Is everything okay with him? These questions spin through my mind, but I can't ask them all at once. I stand there, pressed against him, trying to organize my thoughts.Aiden presses his lips against mine, silencing the thoughts in my head for a moment. That is it. Whenever he touches me or kisses me, my thoughts will scatter like leaves in the wind. What a fool I am! He sucks on my lower lip, kissing me slowly. The kiss is different from the first one, it feels more like something borne out of desire, rather than his usual playing teasing.I know that the kiss means nothing to him. I know there is nothing romantic going on, but I can't help myself. He kisses me like he is madly in love, like he can't get
OLIVIAI step out of the car, slamming the door so hard that the sound seems to echo. I swallow hard, knowing that I have done something stupid but I won't let that get to me. I look around, my eyes taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Where are we? Is this really the venue for our date? "There is no need to slam the door like that," Aiden says as he comes to stand beside me. I lift my shoulder in a half shrug, refusing to look at him. “ You can't tell me what to do. I can slam the car door if I want. Are you worried your car door will break?" I retort."No,” He replies. “ I am just worried you'll hurt your hand by slamming the door so hard.”“ I am fine, so leave me alone,” I blurt out. “ What's the matter with you?” Aiden demands.I fold my arms over my chest, fighting the urge to face him. I can feel the laughter bubbling up inside me, but I have to hold it in. This is not the right time to laugh. I am faking an act. I have to keep up the act. I am trying to act like I am m
OLIVIAI step into a pile of leaves. My heart leaps into my throat as I worry I will lose my balance, but I quickly steady myself. "Be careful," Aiden’s voice resounds in my ear from behind me. I just nod my head, my gaze fixed on the ground in front of me to avoid tripping. All of a sudden, Aiden's hand clasps mine. His hand holds mine, and our fingers intertwine. I swallow a lump down my throat as I turn to meet his gaze."I thought you were carrying two things in both hands," I utter. "I need to hold your hand, so you won't fall," He replies.He walks beside me. I notice that he is really carrying a small bag and a small basket in one hand. I have no idea why he is carrying them, but I suppose it must be for a good reason.“ Is that your way of being a perfect gentleman?” I ask.“Sure," He answers, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “ If I can't keep you from tripping, who can?” The corners of my mouth curl into a smile.I can't help but smile; Aiden Blacksmith a
OLIVIAMy lip quivers between my teeth, and I can feel my cheeks flush with color. I know I must look like a beetroot right now, but I am too wrapped up in the moment to mind. There is silence between us, the only sound I can hear is the chirping of birds and the rustle of the warm breeze through the trees.The warm breeze blows my hair, causing stray strands to fall over my face before being carried away by the wind.I swallow a gulp down my throat. His eyes are locked on mine, and I am starting to feel nervous again.I said I didn't care about keeping eye contact, but now it seems like I have butterflies in my stomach. I am so fucked."And, why are you not saying anything?" Aiden asks, his voice cutting through my thoughts.I give a half-hearted shrug, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind my ear. "So, you really want to spend time alone with me?" I ask."Yes," He replies."Why?" I press."Do you really need me to answer that?" He shoots back. I send him a glare in response.
OLIVIAAiden glances at the phone, then turns to me. " Excuse me," He utters.I nod my head. At least, he asked before answering the call. It is a small victory, but I will take it. A win is a win.I watch Aiden pick up the phone from the blanket and bring it to his ear.Fuck, the phone is not on speaker mode. I won't be able to hear what their convo is all about. What is wrong with me? Why do I even care about what they are talking about?I should not care about what they are saying, but I can't help myself. When do I become so nosy? It is as if it started just now.Aiden's mouth tilts into a lopsided smile. I swallow hard, as a knot forms in my chest.What is Aiden talking to my sister about that has him beaming like that?My fists clench, my fingernails digging into my palms. What is wrong with me? It is just a phone call. Aiden and my sister are just friends. I should not be feeling this way. But the more I think about it, the heavier that knot in my chest becomes. I am a mes
OLIVIAI pack my things carefully into my bag, making sure not to forget anything. After double checking that everything is already there, I sling my bag over my shoulder, ready to leave."Olivia!"I hear Aiden call out, but I pretend not to hear him. I need to get away from this place, before he gets there. I don't want to see him. I don't want to talk to him. He should just leave me alone.I step away from the blanket and begin putting on my sneakers. I can hear Aiden's footsteps approaching, and I know he will be here soon. I need to get away quickly. I finish putting on my sneakers and walk away. I am walking at a brisk pace, but I'm not running.Before long, I find myself standing outside the garden. My eyelids drop as I realize that I won't be able to have the sweet moments here again. Maybe someday I will come back, either alone or with my best friend. I turn on my phone and tap open the map app. Fuck, I can't believe I came all the way here with Aiden without even knowing