Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 107944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 540(@200wpm)___ 432(@250wpm)___ 360(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107944 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 540(@200wpm)___ 432(@250wpm)___ 360(@300wpm)
His hands moved to my lower back, and I grew a little closer to him. My hands landed against his chest as I stared up at him once more. “Free,” I softly replied.
Were our thoughts the same?
Was he thinking about kissing me the way I was thinking about kissing him?
Was his heart beating forward, then backward, then sideways, too?
Were his thoughts still spinning at full speed ahead?
Were his lips soft?
Did he know I wanted him to be my first kiss?
Did his heart want to know mine the same way my heart wanted to know his?
“Hails,” he breathily sighed. Our faces were so close that his word warmed my skin.
“Yeah,” I breathed back, my stare on his lips. His full, plump lips.
“I’m thinking about doing something right now.” His fingers slightly massaged my lower back, creating a wave of rippled nerves throbbing between my thighs.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” His teeth slowly grazed against his bottom lip. “Are you thinking about it, too?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
“Yeah?”
I giggled, but this time it was nervously. My butterflies were intensifying, my nerves were a wreck, my anxiety was heightened, and he smelled so much like lemon drops, which was my new favorite scent. “Yeah.”
He brought a hand up to my mouth and gently brushed my bottom lip with his thumb. “Hailee, I—"
“Are you Aiden Walters?!” someone blurted out, making me jump what felt like five feet away from Aiden. Our intimate moment was ambushed by three girls, squealing like crazy over Aiden.
“It is him! Oh my gosh! You are so hot,” one of them breathed out, jumping up and down.
The other one, the redhead, told him that he was the most talented person in the world. Then they all begged him for photographs. Aiden’s whole body shifted into a different demeanor, and he turned up his charm factor. He instantly went into actor mode and was so kind to the girls, giving them the photographs and autographs which they begged for.
Shouldn’t you people be in school?
Wait, I should’ve, too. Still, they just ruined what was bound to be the best moment of my life.
“I’m sorry, ladies, I’d love to chat more, but we have a meeting to get to,” Aiden said, stepping over toward me.
The girls looked in my direction, and the redhead blurted out, “Is that your girlfriend?”
“Of course, it’s not,” the other replied.
What was that supposed to mean?
The way she eyed my body up and down with a look of disgust showed exactly what she meant by her commentary. Within an instant, I regretted eating that popcorn and the hot dogs.
Aiden’s reaction was the opposite of mine, though. His wasn’t shame; it was anger. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he demanded, his kind persona fading as his nostrils began to flare.
“No offense.” The girl giggled. “She just doesn’t seem like your type.”
“My type?” he barked. His tone made it out as if he were about to snap at these strangers. Before he could, I put a comforting hand against his shoulder.
“Let’s go,” I whispered.
“They’re assholes,” he mumbled under his breath.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “But let’s go.”
He did as I said as I tugged him away. By the time we reached the car, Aiden was still sitting in an energy of rage, but still, he opened the passenger door for me. Even in his anger, he was still so gentle with me.
He climbed into the driver’s seat and shut his door. His hands gripped the steering wheel, and he shut his eyes as he released weighted breaths of irritation.
I sat in silence for a moment. “Aiden, it’s okay. I—”
He held a finger up to silence me, then went back to holding the steering wheel.
When he was ready, he turned to me, and his eyes were packed with so much emotion and sincerity that I felt tears pushing to the forefront of my eyes.
“Everything about you keeps me in awe, Hailee. From your face to your waist and from your hips to your thighs, you are remarkable. Every inch of your being is something I long for. But it’s not just the physical stuff either, even though holy fuck, your physical stuff,” he groaned in delight as he bit his fist jokingly, making me laugh.
Then he grew more somber as he continued. “Your body, mind, and spirit, I want it all. You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met, Hailee Jones, and I’m in love with you. You’re the kindest, funniest, most caring person in this world, and I’m in love with you. You have the most stunning brown eyes I get lost in, and I’m in love with you. You have a smile that I dream about constantly, and I’m in love with you. You’re gentle and strong, and I’m in love with you. And every time someone disrespects you, it sets off a rage inside me because you are the most incredible person I’ve ever met, and I’m in love with you.”